A Story Of Doom: Book III. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Above the head of great MethuselahThere lay two demons in the opened roofInvisible, and gathered up his words;For when the ...
Above the head of great MethuselahThere lay two demons in the opened roofInvisible, and gathered up his words;For when the ...
With garments for sorrow torn, With eyelids heavy and red,A woman sat by a new-made grave, Bewailing her slaughtered dead--Weep! weep! weep! Tears ...
Before the puppet show, which the curtain ofThe night discloses, I am musing.What strange parts Man, in his folly, chooseth!Each ...
Wakonda,-- unknown Wakonda,Thou who slayeth with Light,See the warrior bendTo propitiate thy might.Gravely now he woos theeWith the Pipe of ...
Round Rajagriha five fair hills arose,Guarding King Bimbas?ra's sylvan town:Baibh?ra green with lemon-grass and palms;Bipulla, at whose foot thin SarsutiSteals ...
Onward he passed, Exceeding sorrowful, seeing how men Fear so to die they are afraid to fear, ...
I called to the wind of the Winter,As he sped like a steed on his way,"Oh! rest for awhile on ...
'Is Sin, then, fair?' Nay, love, come now,Put back the hair From his sunny brow;See, here, ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
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