Under The Olives (Bessie Rayner Parkes Poems)
SEATED in a Moorish garden On the Sahel of Algiers, Wandering breezes brought the burden Of its history in past ...
SEATED in a Moorish garden On the Sahel of Algiers, Wandering breezes brought the burden Of its history in past ...
THOU that wouldst enter here, Hold thy breath inward with an holy fear; Put off thy shoes, thou in this ...
PEACE on the hush'd earth fell at eventide, As dew from heaven upon the thirsty grass; No sound unmusical broke ...
BEHOLD, O Lord! these unhewn stones Piled rudely for thy mighty towers, And I, condemned to work alone, Possessor of ...
CHRISTMAS is over, and Christmas cheer;-- What shall we wish you, O reader dear? What do you want for your ...
WITH a sweet murmur dropping waters play, Breaking, the stillness of this summer's day, And all things beautiful and light ...
IT is not the rose, though the rose is red, And as full of love as a flower can be, ...
'TIS dark, and I fancy A ring at the bell,-- My heart leapeth up With a throb and a swell; ...
WHEN within that silken-curtained room, The dear Husband of our State lay dying, All the land was shrouded with that ...
GOOD bye, Old Year! And with thee take Thanks for the gifts to every land Thou broughtest in thy bounteous ...
WE read in our childhood of rings which were wrought By magical fires in the heart of the hills; Which ...
LITTLE yellow darling, Delicate and pale, Can thy gentle loveliness Brook such a wintry gale, That nestled by this rushing ...
WHEN trembling angels stand aloof, Watching the fight with folded wings, Forbid or succour or reproof, And every hasting second ...
I WAS a painter; if I lov'd Her glorious face too much, It was that thought had carv'd its lines,-- ...
OF temples built by mortal hands, Give honour to the Lateran first; 'Twas here the hope of many lands-- The ...
THROUGH these closecut alleys Paced Gabrielle; At her side, in royal pride, Henri bon et bel. Ah! my love across ...
BIRDS will pipe another spring Songs we shall not hear, Ancient Sabbath-bell will ring Vainly for our ear. Never more ...
MINE eyes are grown too dim with tears to gaze Into the future with that eager eye Which, in the ...
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