Ye Wearie Wayfarer [A Dedication to the author of Holmby House” (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
Through the lattice rushes the south wind, dense With fumes of the flowery frankincense From hawthorn blossoming thickly; And gold ...
Scene I"Discontent"LAURENCE RABY.Laurence:I said to young Allan M'Ilveray, Beside the swift swirls of the North,When, in lilac shot through with ...
PLATE IRixa super meroThey sat by their wine in the tavern that night,But not in good fellowship true:The Rhenish was ...
Turn out, boys! — "What's up with our super. to-night? The man's mad — Two hours to daybreak I'd swear ...
The terrible night-watch is over,I turn where I lie,To eastward my dim eyes discoverFaint streaks in the sky ;Faint streaks ...
The shore-boat lies in the morning light, By the good ship ready for sailing;The skies are clear, and the dawn ...
The Three Friends(From the French)The sword slew one in deadly strife; One perish'd by the bowl;The third lies self-slain by ...
FORRESTI've won the two tosses from Prescot;Now hear me, and hearken and heed,And pull that vile flower from your waistcoat,And ...
'TWAS midst the battle's echoing dinAnd the cannon's thundering roar,When brave men fought to die or winAnd the decks ran ...
A stone upon her heart and head, But no name written on that stone;Sweet neighbours whisper low instead, This sinner ...
Oh! the sun rose on the lea, and the bird sang merrilie, And the steed stood ready harness'd in the ...
The Lord shall slay or the Lord shall save! He is righteous whether He save or slay —Brother, give thanks ...
We severed in Autumn early,Ere the earth was torn by the plough;The wheat and the oats and the barleyAre ripe ...
Here's a health to every sportsman, be he stableman or lord,If his heart be true, I care not what his ...
With short, sharp violent lights made vivid, To the southward far as the sight can roam, Only the swirl of ...
We severed in Autumn early, Ere the earth was torn by the plough; The wheat and the oats and the ...
IN Collins Street standeth a statute tall, A statue tall, on a pillar of stone, Telling its story, to great ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories