The Fall of Needwood (Francis Noel Clarke Mundy Poems)
Ah, Needwood! I, whose early voiceTaught thy shrill echoes to rejoice;I, who first pour'd the sylvan songThy glades, thy banks, ...
Ah, Needwood! I, whose early voiceTaught thy shrill echoes to rejoice;I, who first pour'd the sylvan songThy glades, thy banks, ...
Last Wen'sday, when Jupiter rose to survey The annual return and procession of May, Concluding, the lady with Venus and ...
To My Grandson William, on his Repeating to me most perfectly and accurately my Poem, The Fall of Needwood, which ...
As one, who journeys over unknown lands,Ere yet the sun withdraws his western ray,Stops on some mountain's brow, whose site ...
Through half her teens, e'en from her birth,All humour, comedy and mirth,Of fun and whim the very soul,While true good-nature ...
To the Honourable Elizabeth Sedley, Learning to Spin, She and the Author equally having an aversion to a Spider.Wou'd you, ...
My master Noon and Marton 'SquireLeft Rolleston's comfortable fire,After good eating, drinking, sleeping,(Upon my word there's brave housekeeping.)Spite of rough ...
On a Picture by R. R. Reinagle,Representing me in an easy armed chair, which Mrs. M. took kind pains to ...
I call'd my Muse, the rustic cameWith Seward's garland on her brows;Loose was her hair, her robe the same;You never ...
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