The Haggis (Joseph Johnston Lee Poems)
To Mrs M___, to whom we were indebted for a haggis,whose amplitude was in somewise commensurate with the largeness of ...
To Mrs M___, to whom we were indebted for a haggis,whose amplitude was in somewise commensurate with the largeness of ...
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones ofFrost, through the absence of objects to ...
My dream was such: It seemed the afternoon Of some deep tropic day, and yet a moon Stood round and full with largeness ...
Dear World, looking down from the highest of heights that my feet can attain,I see not the smoke of your ...
I. OF all that men with zeal and ardour chace, Pour'd here and there on life's promiscuous ground,Some points are ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought,Through contemplation of those goodly sights,And glorious images in heaven wrought,Whose wondrous ...
I There is a man of fifty-four years; He has dyspepsia, it appears; He chooses his food carefully, He pays ...
A blessing on the Art that dares(Cold critic, call it what you may!)Bring precious things to common homes;A blessing fall ...
(_The Maine Coast_) It is so, O sea! wild roses Bloom here in the scent of your ...
I am looking for a past I can rely on in order to look to death with equanimity. What was ...
I like largeness,Great wounds,Big sins.I falter, God;I faint beneathThe prick of little pins.(Edith Mirick)
No fault in women, to refuse The offer which they most would chuse. --No fault: in women, to confess How ...
DIVERTING in extreme there is a play, Which oft resumes its fascinating sway; Delights the sex, or ugly, fair, or ...
Old King Cole Was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he He called for his pipe ...
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
1 O TO make the most jubilant poem! Even to set off these, and merge with these, the carols of ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought, Through contemplation of those goodly sights, And glorious images in heaven ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought, Through contemplation of those goodly sights, And glorious images in heaven ...
FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this ...
We saw the swallows gathering in the sky, And in the osier-isle we heard them noise. We had not to ...
The lion remembers the forest, The lion in chains; To the bird that is captive a vision Of woodland remains. ...
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