Poems about lambkin (21 Poems)
A Comfortable Conference Between A Pious Sick Man And His Soul, Against The Fear Of Death (Rees Prichard Poems)
My coward soul, why dost thou dreadTo thy Redeemer Christ to go,Who his heart’s blood so freely shed,To save thee from the insulting foe? Why dost thou fear to try that coast,Where Christ in endless bliss residesWith the great Sire, … Continue reading
A New Suit (Hattie Howard Poems)
The artist and the loom unseen, In textures soft as _crepe de chine_ Spring weaves her royal robe of green, With grasses fringed and daisies dotted, With furzy tufts like mosses fine And showy clumps of eglantine, With dainty shrub and creeping vine Upon the verdant fabric … Continue reading
Annie Of Tharaw. (From The Low German Of Simon Dach) (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Annie of Tharaw, my true love of old,She is my life, and my goods, and my gold. Annie of Tharaw, her heart once againTo me has surrendered in joy and in pain. Annie of Tharaw, my riches, my good,Thou, O … Continue reading
Oh mountains of Albania (excerpt from Bucolics and Georgics) (Naim Frasheri Poems)
Oh mountains of Albania and you, oh mighty oaks,Broad plains with all your flowers, day and night I contemplate you,You highlands so exquisite, and you streams and rivers sparkling,Oh peaks and promontories, and you slopes, cliffs, verdant forests,Of the herds and … Continue reading
The Daisy – On Finding one in Bloom on Christmas-da (James Montgomery Poems)
There is a flower, a little flowerWith silver crest and golden eye,That welcomes every changing hour,And weathers every sky. The prouder beauties of the fieldIn gay but quick succession shine;Race after race their honors yield,They flourish and decline. But this … Continue reading
Lines (Mary Baker Eddy Poems)
Was that fold for the lambkin soft virtue’s repose, Where the weary and earth-stricken lay down their woes,– When the fountain and leaflet are frozen and sere, And the mountains more friendless,–their home is not here? When the herd had forsaken, and left … Continue reading
Picaresque (Justin H. McCarthy Poems)
I BID ye farewell, ye fair ladiesWho captured my fancy of oldDear daughters of Venus, whose trade is To barter your beauty for gold ; Too often I bought what ye sold,Too often I lay where the shade isOf Horselberg, … Continue reading
It was wrong t do this, said the angel (Stephen Crane Poems)
‘It was wrong to do this,’ said the angel.‘You should live like a flower,Holding malice like a puppy,Waging war like a lambkin.’ ‘Not so,’ quoth the manWho had no fear of spirits;‘It is only wrong for angelsWho can live like … Continue reading
The Kalevala – Rune XXXVII (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
ILMARINEN’S BRIDE OF GOLD. Ilmarinen, metal-worker,Wept one day, and then a second,Wept the third from morn till evening,O’er the death of his companion,Once the Maiden of the Rainbow;Did not swing his heavy hammer,Did not touch its copper handle,Made no sound … Continue reading
The Kalevala – Rune XXXVIII (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
ILMARINEN’S FRUITLESS WOOING. Ilmarinen, the magician,The eternal metal-artist,Lays aside the golden image,Beauteous maid of magic metals;Throws the harness on his courser,Binds him to his sledge of birch-wood,Seats himself upon the cross-bench,Snaps the whip above the racer,Thinking once again to journeyTo … Continue reading