The Rebel Scot (John Cleveland Poems)
How, Providence? and yet a Scottish crew?Then Madam Nature wears black patches too!What, shall our nation be in bondage thusUnto ...
How, Providence? and yet a Scottish crew?Then Madam Nature wears black patches too!What, shall our nation be in bondage thusUnto ...
SWEET scene, on me full often hast thou smil'd,And for a while my pressing cares beguil'd;In thee have I spent ...
THE pine-trees lift their dark bewildered eyes--Or so I deem--up to the clouded skies;No breeze, no faintest breeze, is heard ...
A BRAVE young poet born in days of Eld,Dwelt 'mid the frozen Northlands; he beheld,And wondering, sung the marvels of ...
Virgin celestial! to the Poet's VowsThine Ear incline, consenting ---Health! Good Supreme! Offspring of Heaven! divine,Inestimable Prize! whose Loss, nor ...
Very familiar September seemed: A flag-pole stood in the yard, And the little path that led from the road Was trampled bare and ...
These, as they change, Almighty Father, theseAre but the varied God. The rolling yearIs full of thee. Forth in the ...
Tell me, ye prim adepts in Scandal's school,Who rail by precept, and detract by rule,Lives there no character, so tried, ...
Sir; though (I thanke God for it) I do hatePerfectly all this towne, yet there's one stateIn all ill things ...
Christmass is come and every hearthMakes room to give him welcome nowEen want will dry its tears in mirthAnd crown ...
It is, Sir, a confest intrusion hereThat I before your labours do appear,Which no loud Herald need, that may proclaimOr ...
A fairy ringDrawn in the crimson of a battle-plain —From whose weird circle every loathsome thing And sight and sound of ...
YE tuneful sisters of the lyre,Who dreams and fantasies inspire,Who over poesy preside,And on a lofty hill abideAbove the ken ...
Ye children of the Land of Gold, I sing a song to you,And if the jokes are somewhat old, The main idea ...
WITH A COPY OF WOOLMAN'S JOURNAL.Maiden! with the fair brown tressesShading o'er thy dreamy eye,Floating on thy thoughtful foreheadCloud wreaths ...
One cold wet winter eveningI was hurrying to my home,I passed a drunkard lying in the mire;The sleet was falling ...
S. H.With beams December planets dartHis cold eye truth and conduct scanned,July was in his sunny heart,October in his liberal ...
Expect na, sir, in this narration,A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication,To roose you up, an' ca' you guid,An' sprung o' great an' ...
MENALCAS, MOPSUSMenalcas.Why, Mopsus, being both together met,You skilled to breathe upon the slender reeds,I to sing ditties, do we not ...
Do you know the town Pembroke so loyal and longAnd so worthy the praise of a poet in song?Nestled down ...
It is hard to get a balanced view of Tupac Amaru Shakur (or Lesane Parish Crooks as he was known as a ...
To William Morris PiersonOf the wealth of facts and fancies That our memories may recall,The old school-day romances Are the dearest, after ...
I had a dream this morning off Madeira,About my poem and its publication.Methought it was still-born, and I could hear ...
There was once a town, the inhabitants of which were so passionately fondof poetry,that if some weeks passed by without ...
URN and sarcophagus erst were with life adorn'd by the heathenFauns are dancing around, while with the Bacchanal troopChequerd circles ...
'Enter' MRS. BULKLEY,'who curtsies very low as beginning to speak.Then enter' MISS CATLEY,'who stands full before her, and curtsies to ...
To Colonel Goethals and the Other Laborers in the Canal ZoneIn lazy laughing Panama-O flutter of ribbon 'twixt the seas!-The ...
The last walls of shame fell,And we rejoiced…And we danced…And we were blessed with the signing of the peace of ...
Nature now spreads around in dreary hueA pall to cover all that summer knewYet in the poets solitary waySome pleasing ...
SCENE I.--_Near a castle in Germany._'Twere no hard task, perchance, to win The popular laurel for my song;'Twere only to comply ...
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