Cadyow Castle (Sir Walter Scott Poems)
Addressed to the Right Hon. Lady Anne Hamilton.When princely Hamilton's abodeEnnobled Cadyow's Gothic towers,The song went round, the goblet flow'd,,And ...
Addressed to the Right Hon. Lady Anne Hamilton.When princely Hamilton's abodeEnnobled Cadyow's Gothic towers,The song went round, the goblet flow'd,,And ...
'Tis a grove-circled dwelling Set close to a hill, Where the branches are telling Strange legends of ill; Over timbers ...
Part I.A couple old sat o'er the fire,And they were bent and gray;They burned the charcoal for their Lord,Who lived ...
— — Sing, Heavenly Muse,Things unattempted yet in Prose or Rhime,A Shilling, Breeches, and Chimera's Dire. Happy the Man, who void ...
All man's acts,Serious or trivial, all man's thoughts perchancePass not unmarked of angel eye, or God's.We know in daytime there ...
Burgum, I thank thee, thou hast let me seeThat Bristol has impress'd her stamp on thee,Thy generous spirit emulates the ...
The day is thine, the night also is thine; thou hast prepared thelight and the sun.Thou hast set all the ...
AN ACADEMIC POEM1829-1879Read at the Commencement Dinner of the Alumni of HarvardUniversity, June 25, 1879.WHILE fond, sad memories all around ...
"Set thine house in order, for thou shalt die." - Isaiah xxxviii.What! and no more? — Is this, my soul, ...
IT was a calm, still, Sabbath eve--no breezeWent o'er the sleeping flowers, no murmured sound,From Nature's harp of many voices, ...
A TALE OF THE PENAL COLONY OF WEST AUSTRALIA."I'LL have it, I tell you! Curse you!-there!"The long knife glittered, was ...
Well; I may now receive, and die. My sin Indeed is great, but yet I have been in A purgatory, such as ...
Bumkinet, GrubbinolBumkinet.Why, Grubbinol, dost thou so wistful seem?There's sorrow in thy look, if right I deem.'Tis true, yon oaks with ...
With the thirty pieces of silver,They bought the Potter's Field;For none would have the blood-moneyAnd the interest it might yield.The ...
'Tis Autumn,--and Nature the forest has hung With arras more gorgeous than ever was flung From Gobelin looms,--all so varied, so rare, As ...
I climbed a hill as light fell short,And rooks came home in scramble sort,And filled the trees and flapped and ...
The silver fangs of the mighty axe, Bit to the blood of our giant boles;It smote our breasts and smote our ...
Part I.The Prologue was given by Father Christmas habited in a red robe, with a white beard and an icy ...
COME hither, Evan Cameron!Come, stand beside my knee:I hear the river roaring downTowards the wintry sea.There 's shouting on the ...
A Legend of Schloss Forst, near MeranPROLOGUEOswald von Wolkenstein, the Last of the Minnesingers, loved a beautifulwoman, named Sabina, who ...
Been out in the lifeboat often? Ay, ay, sir, oft enough.When it's rougher than this? Lor' bless you! this ain't ...
I.Let those who pine in pride or in revenge,Or think that ill for ill should be repaid,Who barter wrong for ...
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR,The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware;Yet, why suppose the sex my ...
BUZZING, buzzing, buzzing, my golden-belted bees:My little son was seven years old-the mint-flower touched his knees; Yellow were his curly locks; Yellow ...
It may be through some foreign grace,And unfamiliar charm of face;It may be that across the foamWhich bore her from ...
I climbed a hill as light fell short,And rooks came home in scramble sort,And filled the trees and flapped and ...
If heaven the grateful liberty would giveThat I might choose my method how to live,And all those hours propitious fate ...
A Priestly--War I sing, and bloodless Field,And pious Chiefs, in Paper Warfare skill'd;Chiefs, that full oft have quarrell'd for their ...
Ye, who by the couches of languishing ones, Have watched through the rising and setting of suns,-- Who, silent, behind the close ...
Negro Patriot-Killed In Boston, March 5,!770.WHERE shall we seek for a hero, and where shall we find a story?Our laurels ...
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