The Vow Of Cortes (Menella Bute Smedley Poems)
Word was brought where Cortes layOn the shores of Coronzel,That, pent from the blessed light of dayAnd the free breath ...
Word was brought where Cortes layOn the shores of Coronzel,That, pent from the blessed light of dayAnd the free breath ...
1.One morn before me were three figures seen, I With bowed necks, and joined hands, side-faced;And one behind the other stepp'd ...
When the south-west wind cameThe air grew bright and sweet, as though a flameHad cleansed the world of winter. The ...
LATE on an evening I chanced to roam,The night it was dark, and the streets they were dirty;It was to ...
WITH a whirl of thoughts oppress'd, I sunk from reverie to rest. A horrid vision seized my head, I saw the graves give ...
THE FRANK COURTSHIP.Grave Jonas Kindred, Sybil Kindred's sire,Was six feet high, and look'd six inches higher;Erect, morose, determined, solemn, slow,Who ...
DOWN sunk the sun, nor shed one golden ray, But rising mists shut in the low'ring day: The tides o'erflown ...
Two angels, as I grew up glad and gay From golden infancy,Were with me, walking all along the way On ...
THE MOTHER.There was a worthy, but a simple Pair,Who nursed a Daughter, fairest of the fair:Sons they had lost, and ...
AN ARMENIAN LEGEND'Tis sunset, and the wind is blowing fair;Her anchor soon the good ship will be weighing,Toward the cross ...
The droning tram swings westward: shrillthe wire sings overhead, and chillmidwinter draughts rattle the glassthat shows the dusking way I ...
TO P. W. CHAVERS, Columbus, O. Whut's dat chile, whut's dat yo' ax me? Tell yo' how I ustah court? ...
Which shall it be? Which shall it be? I look'd at John—John look'd at me (Dear, patient John, who loves ...
Fair Agnes alone on the sea-shore stood,Then rose a Merman from out the flood:"Now, Agnes, hear what I say to ...
The evening shadows fall upon the graveOn which I sit; it is no common heap,-Below its turf are laid the ...
Do thou, dear Mother, contrive amainHow Marsk Stig's daughter I may gain.She made him, of water, a noble steed,Whose trappings ...
One morn before me were three figures seen, I With bowed necks, and joined hands, side-faced; And one behind the ...
A poet's cat, sedate and grave As poet well could wish to have, Was much addicted to inquire For nooks ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
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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