Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
How bless'd Thy creature is, O God, When with a single eye, He views the lustre of Thy Word, The ...
I praise Thee, God, whose rays upstart beneath the Bright and Morning Star: Nowit asali fardh salat assobhi allahu akbar. ...
Uncharmable charmer Of Bacchus and Mars In the sounding rebounding Abyss of the stars! O virgin in armour, Thine arrows ...
When the chill of earth black-breasted is uplifted at the glance Of the red sun million-crested, and the forest blossoms ...
I praise Thee, God, whose rays upstart beneath the Bright and Morning Star: Nowit asali fardh salat assobhi allahu akbar. ...
Uncharmable charmer Of Bacchus and Mars In the sounding rebounding Abyss of the stars! O virgin in armour, Thine arrows ...
When the chill of earth black-breasted is uplifted at the glance Of the red sun million-crested, and the forest blossoms ...
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
On the desert A silence from the moon's deepest valley. Fire rays fall athwart the robes Of hooded men, squat ...
Blow, blow your trumpets till they crack, Ye little men of little souls! And bid them huddle at your back ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
The sluggish clouds hang low upon the town, And from yon lamp in chilled and sodden rays The feeble light ...
How brightly glistening in the sun The woodland ivy plays! While yonder beeches from their barks Reflect his silver rays. ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
SIT stilla worda breath may break (As light airs stir a sleeping lake,) The glassy calm that soothes my woes, ...
Silent is the house: all are laid asleep: One alone looks out o'er the snow-wreaths deep, Watching every cloud, dreading ...
The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; ...
When weary with the long day's care, And earthly change from pain to pain, And lost and ready to despair, ...
They talk of short-lived pleasure--be it so-- Pain dies as quickly; stern, hard-featured pain Expires, and lets her weary prisoner ...
O constellations of the early night, That sparkled brighter as the twilight died, And made the darkness glorious! I have ...
Proem. 1.1 Although great Queen, thou now in silence lie, 1.2 Yet thy loud Herald Fame, doth to the sky ...
Phoebus make haste, the day's too long, be gone, The silent night's the fittest time for moan; But stay this ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye garden of roses! In you let the minions of luxury rove; Restore me to the ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Sun of the sleepless! melancholy star! Whose tearful beam glows tremulously far, That show'st the darkness thou canst not dispel, ...
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