Distemper. (Frank Sidgwick Poems)
The piano and my writing-desk are covered with a pall And charwomen and chimney-sweeps foregather in the hall; But the ...
The piano and my writing-desk are covered with a pall And charwomen and chimney-sweeps foregather in the hall; But the ...
We lying by seasand, watching yellowAnd the grave sea, mock who derideWho follow the red rivers, hollowAlcove of words out ...
Moth in the sofa, mines upon the shore:The Skylark's leaking, and the Pier's no more.For four long years we've seen ...
I ENCHANTER of Erin, whose magic has bound us, Thy wand for one moment we fondly would claim, Entranced while ...
to the seaside to the seaside to the change and peace of mind to the easy la- zy holiday the ...
The journey of the Messiah of God with us from the country to the seaside to live out his purpose ...
Dropping our nets by the seaside leaving our past behind going immediately joyfully when our savior calls Today, is the ...
Pushing from shore the crowds pressing trying to get close to touch the cloak of Jesus to be near to ...
Away from the shore to speak to the people the crowds pushing to get near to Jesus Preaching from the ...
His voice across the waves no longer bound by the seaside able to reach the people all standing on the ...
(In the Crowd) As so it was, as time went along we would follow him, hear where he was going ...
There's a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That's noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went ...
I'll tell of Canute, King of England, A native of Denmark was he, His hobbies was roving and raiding And ...
There's a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That's noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went ...
Let faxes butter-curl on dusty shelves. Let junkmail build its castles in the hush of other people's halls. Let deadlines ...
TO the East and to the West; To the man of the Seaside State, and of Pennsylvania, To the Kanadian ...
1 AS I sat alone, by blue Ontario's shore, As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return'd, ...
1. I am thirty this November. You are still small, in your fourth year. We stand watching the yellow leaves ...
Beautiful town of Montrose, I will now commence my lay, And I will write in praise of thee without dismay, ...
Beautiful town of Montrose, I will now commence my lay, And I will write in praise of thee without dismay, ...
Once I loved a fairy, Queen Mab it was. Her voice Was like a little Fountain That bids the birds ...
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