Rambles In Waltham Forest (Marguerite Blessington Poems)
LAND of soft showers and far-extending vales,And woodlands fanned by summer's gentlest gales,And streams, that glisten as they steal, half ...
LAND of soft showers and far-extending vales,And woodlands fanned by summer's gentlest gales,And streams, that glisten as they steal, half ...
For hours I stood upon The Bridge,1Which looms like a volcanic ridge,Above a scathing fire below.A flaming crater of burning ...
An Old-World tale. Who reads perchanceMay deem it dull or idly told,Preferring latter-day romanceWhere well trained hearts their loves unfold.Tuscany, ...
Why does the eye, with greater pleasure, restOn the proud oak, in vernal honors drest,When sultry gales, that to his ...
Not alway from the lessons of the schools, Taught evermore by those who trust them not, Though in fine phrase tricked out, ...
The sultry hours are past, and Phobus nowSpreads yellower rays along the mountain's brow:The broken clouds unnumber'd tints display,Drinking the ...
As I lay in my bed slepe full unmeteWas unto me, but why that I ne mightRest I ne wist, ...
But what in either sex, beyondAll parts, our glory crowns?'In ruffling seasons to be calm,And smile, when fortune frowns.'Heaven's choice ...
Sacred to the memory of the immortal Captain John Brown, the hero, saint and martyr of Harper's Ferry. The following ...
Iustice Epigram.Kings doe correct those that Rebellious are,And their good Subjects worthily preferre:Iust Epigrams reproue those that offend,And those that ...
Some, fearing Marie's tale was o'er, Lamented that they heard no more; While Brehan, from her broken lay, Portended what she yet might ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule,First put the British troops to school;Instructed them in warlike trade,And new manoeuvres of parade,The ...
Of Walking the Streets by Day.Thus far the Muse has trac'd in useful laysThe proper implements for wintry ways;Has taught ...
I.AGASSIZ Come Dicesti _egli ebbe?_ non viv' egli ancora? Non fiere gli occhi suoi lo dolce lome?IThe electric nerve, whose ...
I.Of chance or change O let not man complain,Else shall he never never cease to wail:For, from the imperial dome, ...
A Poem In Two BooksNow with meridian force the orb of dayPours on our throbbing heads his sultry ray;O'er the ...
The days how few, how short the yearsOf man's too rapid race!Each leaving, as it swiftly flies,A shorter in its ...
My fancies are fireflies, -Specks of living lighttwinkling in the dark.he voice of wayside pansies,that do not attract the careless ...
SCENE 1.-PROLOGUE IN HEAVEN. THE LORD AND THE HOST OF HEAVEN. ENTER THREE ARCHANGELS.RAPHAEL:The sun makes music as of oldAmid ...
______ SacerdosFronde super mitram, & felici comptus oliva.Virg.To the Lord Privy SealContending kings, and fields of death, too longHave been ...
TANSILLO, CICADA.TANS. The enthusiasms most suitable to be first brought forward andconsidered are those that I now place before you ...
I. InvocationIt's crazy to think one could describe them-Calling on reason, fantasy, memory, eves and ears-As though they were all ...
LATE SPRING _The mottled moth at eventide Beats glimmering wings against the pane; The slow, sweet lily opens wide, White in the dusk like ...
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
Daughter of Heaven and Earth, coy Spring,With sudden passion languishing,Maketh all things softly smile,Painteth pictures mile on mile,Holds a cup ...
ARGUMENT. REFUGE IN A LIBRARY. CONVERSE WITH BOOKS.-POLEMICAL WRITERS.-POETS- BOOKS READ OVER AGAIN. THE WORLDLY CONTINUALLY TAKES PLACE OF THE ...
Richard, who now was half asleep,Roused, nor would longer silence keep;And sense like this, in vocal breath,Broke from his twofold ...
TWICE had the mellowing sun of autumn crownedThe hundredth circle of his yearly round,When, as we meet to-day, our fathers ...
IA silent world,-yet full of vital joyUttered in rhythmic movements manifold,And sunbeams flashing on the face of thingsLike sudden smilings ...
They said "Too late, too late, the work is done;Great Homer sang of glory and strong menAnd that fair Greek ...
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