Hic Vir, Hic Est (Charles Stuart Calverley Poems)
Often, when o'er tree and turret,Eve a dying radiance flings,By that ancient pile I lingerKnown familiarly as 'King's.'And the ghosts ...
Often, when o'er tree and turret,Eve a dying radiance flings,By that ancient pile I lingerKnown familiarly as 'King's.'And the ghosts ...
I.She stood at Greenwich, motionless amid The ever-shifting crowd of passengers.I marked a big tear quivering on the lid Of ...
Farewell, farewell! Before our prow Leaps in white foam the noisy channel,A tourist's cap is on my brow, My legs ...
Some vast amount of years ago, Ere all my youth had vanished from me,A boy it was my lot to ...
The night-wind's shriek is pitiless and hollow, The boding bat flits by on sullen wing, And I sit ...
I watch'd her as she stoop'd to pluck A wild flower in her hair to twine; And wish'd that ...
In moss-prankt dells which the sunbeams flatter (And heaven it knoweth what that may mean;Meaning, however, is no great matter) ...
Dr. Birch's young friends will reassemble to-day, Feb. 1st.White is the wold, and ghostly The dank and leafless trees;And 'M's ...
Often, when o'er tree and turret, Eve a dying radiance flings,By that ancient pile I linger Known familiarly as "King's."And ...
Canst thou love me, lady? I've not learn'd to woo: Thou art on the ...
She was a phantom, &c.In lone Glenartney's thickets lies couched the lordly stag,The dreaming terrier's tail forgets its customary wag;And ...
I KNOW not of what we ponder'd Or made pretty pretence to talk, As, her hand within mine, we ...
IngoldsbyYear by year do Beauty's daughters, In the sweetest gloves and shawls,Troop to taste the Chattenham waters, And adorn the ...
PART IThe auld wife sat at her ivied door, (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese) A thing ...
Now the "rosy morn appearing" Floods with light the dazzled heaven;And the schoolboy groans on hearing That eternal clock strike ...
I know not why my soul is rack'd: Why I ne'er smile as was my wont: ...
Now o'er the landscape crowd the deepening shades, And the shut lily cradles not the bee;The red deer couches in ...
It was a railway passenger, And he lept out jauntilie."Now up and bear, thou stout porter, My two chattels to ...
The tender Grace of a day that is past.The dew is on the roses, The owl hath spread her wing;And ...
Forever: 'tis a single word! Our rude forefathers deemed it two:Can you imagine so absurd A view?"Forever"! What ...
Darkness succeeds to twilight: Through lattice and through skylightThe stars no doubt, if one looked out, Might be ...
Ere the morn the East has crimsoned, When the stars are twinkling there,(As they did in Watts's Hymns, and Made ...
He stood, a worn-out City clerk — Who'd toil'd, and seen no holiday, For ...
Thou, who when fears attackBidst them avaunt, and BlackCare, at the horseman's backPerching, unseatest;Sweet when the morn is gray;Sweet when ...
A is an Angel of blushing eighteen:B is the Ball where the Angel was seen:C is her Chaperone, who cheated ...
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