Hastings In April (Bessie Rayner Parkes Poems)
IN this rejoicing time, when sun and shower In shining alternation rule the sky, And the brown fields are shadow'd ...
IN this rejoicing time, when sun and shower In shining alternation rule the sky, And the brown fields are shadow'd ...
There was a boy — not above childish fears — With steps that faltered now and straining ears, Timid, irresolute, ...
Look on the white Alps round! If yet they gird a land Where freedom's voice and ...
Salute the august train! a scene so grand, With every tuneful band; The mighty brave, His country bound to save, ...
My father's house once more,In its own moonlight beauty! yet around,Something, amidst the dewy calm profound,Broods, never marked before!Is it ...
GARDENING is hardeningIn every way you view it;It makes a fellow hustle,And it strengthens every muscle;It knots up many a ...
Thine is a strain to read among the hills, The old and full of voices;??"by the source Of some free ...
MILD Evening shades abroad invite,The sun pours soft his rays;On every side th' enraptur'd sightA gladdening scene surveys.Lo! Plenty's horn ...
Say, where is now that glorious race, where now are the singers Who, with the accents of life, listening ...
O thou breeze of spring!Gladdening sea and shore,Wake the woods to sing,Streams have felt the sighingOf thy scented wing,Let each ...
Be my companion under cool arcades That frame some drowsy street and dazzling square Beyond whose flowers and palm-tree promenades ...
DEAR fading eyes! wherefrom the fading sightFalls like the sunset of a falling day,But leaves no hope that morning's footstep ...
SLEEP'ST thou, or wak'st thou, fairest creature? Rosy morn now lifts his eye, Numbering ilka bud which Nature Waters wi' ...
Where hast thou been since round the walls of Troy The sons of God fought in that great emprise? Why ...
1 AFTER all, not to create only, or found only, But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded, ...
Am I not he that hath made thee and begotten thee, I, God, the spirit of man? Wherefore now these ...
Say, where is now that glorious race, where now are the singers Who, with the accents of life, listening nations ...
There was a boy -- not above childish fears -- With steps that faltered now and straining ears, Timid, irresolute, ...
Be my companion under cool arcades That frame some drowsy street and dazzling square Beyond whose flowers and palm-tree promenades ...
Come out, O Little Moccasins, and frolic on the snow! Come out, O tiny beaded feet, and twinkle in the ...
After seeing at Boston the statue of Robert Gould Shaw, killed while storming Fort Wagner, July 18, 1863, at the ...
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