The Heron (Edward Hovell-Thurlow Poems)
O melancholy bird, a winter's dayThou standest by the margin of the pool,And, taught by God, dost thy whole being ...
O melancholy bird, a winter's dayThou standest by the margin of the pool,And, taught by God, dost thy whole being ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
(For Edward J. Wheeler) Within the Jersey City shed The engine coughs and shakes its head, The smoke, a plume ...
Will you conquer my heart with your beauty; my sould going out from afar? Shall I fall to your hand ...
The despots unthinking following the old patterns firing on the people when no one was looking Something different in this ...
Cavalier, unthinking shot from our mouths the sword of our tongues seeking gain at the expense of our neighbors a ...
In the moment, when he forgot the reverence of God the awe we should know when he challenged when he ...
Knock with tremor -- These are Caesars -- Should they be at Home Flee as if you trod unthinking On ...
I dreaded that first Robin, so, But He is mastered, now, I'm accustomed to Him grown, He hurts a little, ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Sense with keenest edge unusèd, Yet unsteel'd by scathing fire; Lovely feet as yet unbruisèd On the ways of dark ...
I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, ...
O YE wha are sae guid yoursel', Sae pious and sae holy, Ye've nought to do but mark and tell ...
Well Sir, 'tis granted, I said Dryden's Rhimes, Were stoln, unequal, nay dull many times: What foolish Patron, is there ...
v. 1-3,5-7 L. M. Hearing of prayer. O God of grace and righteousness, Hear and attend when I complain; Thou ...
The last judgment. The Lord, the Sovereign, sends his summons forth, Calls the south nations and awakes the north; From ...
Ye ancient Maids, who ne'er must prove The early joys of youth and love, Whose names grim Fate (to whom ...
What can I do with this bayonet? Make a rose bush of it? Poke it into the moon? Shave my ...
"Whether all towns and all who live in them- So long as they be somewhere in this world That we ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
But anxious cares the pensive nymph oppress'd, And secret passions labour'd in her breast. Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd ...
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