The Maid-Martyr (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Only you'd have me speak. Whether to speakOr whether to be silent is all one;Whether to sleep and in my dreaming ...
Only you'd have me speak. Whether to speakOr whether to be silent is all one;Whether to sleep and in my dreaming ...
Fast by the banks of Cam was Colin bred,(Ye Nymphs, for every guard that sacred stream)To Wimple's woody shade his ...
IOh, when I was a tiny boy,My days and nights were full of joy,My mates were blithe and kind!-No wonder ...
'Tis the streamer of England - it floats o'er the brave-'Tis the fairest unfurled o'er the land or the wave;But ...
I know a valley— through its solitudeA brown road winds towards a mountain crest;There gnarly ti-trees dripping sweetness rest,And grasses ...
Small is my secret-let it pass-Small in your life the share I had,Who sat beside you in the class,Awed by ...
By this, sad Hero, with love unacquainted,Viewing Leander's face, fell down and fainted.He kissed her and breathed life into her ...
Summers and summers have come, and gone with the flight of the swallow; Sunshine and thunder have been, storm, and ...
One writes, that "Other friends remain," That "Loss is common to the race"— And common is ...
Artist! since it is confest,That of Painters you're the best;Prithee as thou dost excel,Draw the Beau as well as Belle;Draw ...
I They went to sea in a Sieve, they did, In a Sieve they went to sea: In spite of ...
Send me some token, that my hope may live, Or that my easeless thoughts may sleep and rest; Send me ...
The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses--showers and ...
Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat- Found the ...
One writes, that "Other friends remain," That "Loss is common to the race"-- And common is the commonplace, And vacant ...
"Tell Annie I'll be home in time To help her with her Christmas-tree." That's what he wrote, and hark! the ...
BRing with you all the Nymphes that you can heare both of the riuers and the forrests greene: And of ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
She said: the pitying audience melt in tears, But Fate and Jove had stopp'd the Baron's ears. In vain Thalestris ...
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