Ring the Bell, Watchman! (Henry Clay Work Poems)
High is the belfry the old sexton stands,Grasping the rope with his thin bony hands;Fix'd is his gaze, as by ...
High is the belfry the old sexton stands,Grasping the rope with his thin bony hands;Fix'd is his gaze, as by ...
That man no guard or weapons needs,Whose heart the blood of Jesus knows;But safe may pass, if duty leads,Through burning ...
With swelling breast I launch upon the tideMy artist argosies, and bid them sail,So joy like mine may greet them ...
HOW solemnly on mournful eyesThe mystic warning rose,While o'er the Singer's forehead liesA twilight of repose.The twilight deepens into night,--That ...
Cruel fair love, I justly do complainOf too much rigor and thy heart unkind,That for mine eyes thou hast my ...
You little care that winds will dissipateThis bloody foam across the seas;You are safe in your apartmentAs a bug in ...
I sing of horrors sad and dreadfull rage, Of stratagems wrought in the former age, Contagious vice, and in conclusion, ...
ACT II.--At Eisenach.SCENE I. A Room in the LANDGRAVE'S Palace. FREDERICK THE GRAVE and HENRY SCHNETZEN.LANDGRAVE.Who tells thee of my ...
ACT IV.SCENE I. The City Hall at Nordhausen. Deputies and Burghers assembling. To the right, at a table near the ...
In all the land our race was once excelling.In richer regions it e'en now possessesBroad seats and fruitful; but by ...
Sull' ardua montagna, d'un ultimo sguardoMi volgo a fissarti, bel piano lombardo:Un bacio, un saluto, ti drizzo un sospir.Nel perderti, ...
No! I this conflict longer will not wage, The conflict duty claims—the giant task;—Thy spells, O virtue, never can assuage ...
The Children of the Sun are out, About the hills and beaches -The stolid burghers halo and stout,The tailored sheik, ...
"SPEAK! said my soul, be stern and adequate; The sunset falls from Heaven, the year is late, Love waits with ...
INSCRIPTION FOR AN ANTIQUE PITCHER Come, old friend! sit down and listen! From the pitcher, placed between us, How the ...
I knew that I had gained And yet I knew not how By Diminution it was not But Discipline unto ...
No! I this conflict longer will not wage, The conflict duty claims--the giant task;-- Thy spells, O virtue, never can ...
"the cure of souls." Henry James The radiant soda of the seashore fashions Fun, foam and freedom. The sea laves ...
Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan For that deep wound it gives my friend and me! Is't ...
The Triumph of Wit Over Suffering Head alone shows you in the prodigious act Of digesting what centuries alone digest: ...
O'RE the smooth enameld green Where no print of step hath been, Follow me as I sing, And touch the ...
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