Festus – II (Philip James Bailey Poems)
From heaven, soul--like, to earth. It is sundown. MarkThe heart's state, empty and collapsed, the world'sVain pleasures leave us in, ...
From heaven, soul--like, to earth. It is sundown. MarkThe heart's state, empty and collapsed, the world'sVain pleasures leave us in, ...
PreludeI sing the Pilgrim of a softer climeAnd milder speech than those brave men's who broughtTo the ice and iron ...
Money. Riches. Wealth.Gold is the greatest God: tho' yet we seeNo Temples rais'd to Money's Majesty,No Altars fuming to her ...
Oh for that Spirit, whose unearthly power Once deigned to rest on Patmos' desert clime, When the dire secrets of the future ...
... Begin, ere thou dost older grow,Thy Saviour and thy God to know,His Statutes keep, his Word desire;So shall thy ...
Harley, the nation's great support,Returning home one day from court,His mind with public cares possest,All Europe's business in his breast,Observed ...
WHEN first thou wakest, each succeeding day,Lift up to God above thy grateful eyes,And due respect to him be sure ...
Foul night-birds brood in fearsome throngAbout the path that I must tread:Thou art not what I thought thee long,And oh, ...
Veggio nel tuo bel viso.From thy fair face I learn, O my loved lord, That which no mortal tongue can rightly ...
SWEET April, with thy mingling tears and smiles,Dear maid-child of the changing months that art,What wit so blunt, what breast ...
MY FATHER! unto thee to whom I oweAll that I am, all that I have and can;Who madest me in ...
TO THE MARQUIS GINO CAPPONI. I was mistaken, my dear Gino. Long And greatly have I erred. I fancied life ...
_AEschylus_--And by Jove, I'll not stop to cut up your verses word by ...
My Son! attend th'Instructions that I give,And let them ever in thy Memory live;So shall thy Life with Length of ...
BEAUTIFUL Spirit! that didst guard of eldThe song-inspiring fount of Castalie-Thou, unto whom supremacy is givenAnd sway o'er realms of ...
The first French Settlement in America was made here in 1604.WITH tangled brushwood overgrown, And here and there a lofty ...
Goddess the laughter-loving, Aphrodite, befriend! Long have I served thine altars, serve me now at the end, Let me have ...
At break of day the College Portress came: She brought us Academic silks, in hue The lilac, with a silken ...
The little cousin is dead, by foul subtraction, A green bough from Virginia's aged tree, And none of the county ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
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