Preface To Diarmid’s Story (John Douglas Sutherland Campbell Poems)
Best beloved of ancient stories Are our Diarmid's woes to me.Like a mist, by breezes broken,So this tale of olden gloriesFloats ...
Best beloved of ancient stories Are our Diarmid's woes to me.Like a mist, by breezes broken,So this tale of olden gloriesFloats ...
De mortuis nil ni-Si bonum: R.I.P.:-No more upbraid him:-Nay, rather plead his cause,For Ben exactly wasWhat Nature made him.Not radically ...
'Tis an old deserted homestead On the outskirts of the town, Where the roof is all moss-covered, And the walls are tumbling down; But ...
In the bright dreams of early youth, I strung my lyre, and waked a strain,In praise of friendship, love and truth, Without ...
Hail, girl of a noble house,shimmering and unpolluted,you pupil in the eye of chastity,you essence of sanctity,which was pleasing to ...
"...I'd go to my grave with Odysseus' name in my heart."It's difficult to experience your love -For no one can change ...
THE Sov'reign ruler of the skies To bless the human kind,Implanted in the breast of man, A sympathetic mind.Hence we, participating woe, Each ...
DEAR ROSE ! dear flower, unconscious as thou art,'Tis not the Zephyr agitates thy leaves,But the soft sigh of Love, ...
DISPOSED to wed, e'en while you hasten, stay;There's great advantage in a small delay:Thus Ovid sang, and much the wise ...
OSMOTAR THE BRIDE-ADVISERNow the bride must be instructed,Who will teach the Maid of Beauty,Who instruct the Rainbow-daughter?Osmotar, the wisdom-maiden,Kalew's fair ...
OTSO THE HONEY-EATER.Came the tidings to Pohyola,To the village of the Northland,That Wainola had recoveredFrom her troubles and misfortunes,From her ...
THE LOVER'S JOURNEY.It is the Soul that sees: the outward eyesPresent the object, but the Mind descries;And thence delight, disgust, ...
Patience, when heathen darkness veil'd the world,Was that high spirit of unbending pride,That dar'd to err, but was asham'd to ...
WHO heeds thee, poor flower? No fragrance is thine, No sunbeam has dress'd thee with hues of delight,Thou hast ...
(Written for music to be sung at a parish industrial exhibition)See the land, her Easter keeping,Rises as her Maker rose.Seeds, ...
What husks of last year's winter close you in, To-morrow's world-what dead, what wrinkled skin Of ancient parchments, laws, beliefs! ...
See the land, her Easter keeping, Rises as her Maker rose. Seeds, so long in darkness sleeping, Burst at last ...
And so I look back still thinking of her with painful heart, this clench of inner flesh. -Kakinomoto Hitomaro from ...
Ambition I am the maid of the lustrous eyes Of great fruition, Whom the sons of men that are over-wise ...
He watched the old movie unfold, The head-covered man bashing his van into a building, Nodding his head: 'Yes another ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
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