Bruce And Douglas (Menella Bute Smedley Poems)
LAY THE FIRST THE DEATH OF BRUCEThere is darkness in the chamber,There is silence by the hearth,For pale, and cold, ...
LAY THE FIRST THE DEATH OF BRUCEThere is darkness in the chamber,There is silence by the hearth,For pale, and cold, ...
Trained tenderly by Heaven and Earth,Up grew she to her gentle height,-Grew to the level of the lightThat shines by ...
"'I loosened the bonds which bindThe Pestilence, my slave;I sent him forth as the wind,I bade him stand in the ...
All night she wept the hours away,With burning cheek and throbbing head,Crying, "Alas!" and "Well-a-day!""Woe is me, for my sons ...
The churches twelve of WallingfordA stately sight they were,When gleaming shields were hangingFrom every column fair;For a mile around the ...
Fairies can hide anywhere,Up and down, and in and out,'Neath the cushion of a chair,In a teapot's empty spout;They can ...
Earl Strongbow lies in Dublin towers,Begirt by a mighty host;At the horn's wild sound they have gather'd aroundFrom forest, hill, ...
Two days and nightsI watch'd the winding of the changeful lightsAbout the ivory shadows of his face,Which, like a rock, ...
Through changeful clouds of nightThe winter moon was gliding,Like a bird with wings of lightOn the buoyant breezes riding;Fair was ...
Says he, "I'll take my father's gun,Obedience is absurd;And would not it be awful funIf I could shoot a bird!"Says ...
O, were you at war in the red Eastern land?What did you hear, and what did you see?Saw you my ...
There moves a sad processionAcross the silent vale,With backward-glancing eyes of grief,And tearful cheeks all pale.Scatter'd and slow, without array,With ...
Down by the pier, when the sweet morn is blowing,Slips from her moorings the fisher's light bark,Sends up her ringing ...
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