Carric-Thura (James Macpherson Poems)
Fingal, returning from an expedition which he had made into the Roman province, resolved to visit Cathulla, king of Inistore, ...
Fingal, returning from an expedition which he had made into the Roman province, resolved to visit Cathulla, king of Inistore, ...
'O happy Earth, reality of Heaven! To which those restless souls that ceaselessly Throng through the human universe, aspire! Thou consummation of all ...
ITHE BRIDEWhere have You hidden Yourself,And abandoned me in my groaning, O my Beloved?You have fled like the hart,Having wounded ...
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,Or emptied some dull opiate ...
Forgive me, dressing gown! My friend in idle bliss,Comrade of leisure, a witness to my secret thoughts!With you I knew ...
I, walking the familiar street, While a crammed horse-car jingled through it,Was lifted from my prosy feet And in Arcadia ere I ...
I sit once more on breezy shore, at sunset in this glorious June,I hear the dip of gleaming oar, I ...
In the twilight gray and shadowy, Deepening o'er the sunset's glow,Softly through the mystic dimness Flitting shadows come and go.As my thoughts ...
Oh, the days are growing longer;So rang the jubilant song of the swallow; I come a-bringing beauty into the land,The sky ...
O'STRONG and pure of soul! - O earnest-hearted!Like stranger-pilgrims at some way-side shrineHave we two met, and mingled faith, and ...
All deserted lies our oceanRoaring day and nightBuried are so many sorrowsDeep within its fatal depths.Onward forge, my Brothers dear!I ...
LIGHT-WINGED Smoke, Icarian bird, Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight, Lark without song, and the messenger of dawn, Circling above the hamlets ...
Light-winged Smoke, Icarian bird,Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight,Lark without song, and messenger of dawnCircling above the hamlets as ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with LotIn that first war, and had his realm restoredBut rendered tributary, failed ...
WHEN PHOEBUS tints the breezy lawn,AMANTOR hails the lovely dawn;That dawn, which sees him free again,Gay bounding o'er ...
BACK from old England, in whose courts he stoodForemost to knit by act and word the bandBetween the daughter and ...
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
Light-winged Smoke, Icarian bird, Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight, Lark without song, and messenger of dawn, Circling above ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with Lot In that first war, and had his realm restored But rendered ...
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