The Shepherd’s Week : Friday; or, The Dirge (John Gay Poems)
Bumkinet, GrubbinolBumkinet.Why, Grubbinol, dost thou so wistful seem?There's sorrow in thy look, if right I deem.'Tis true, yon oaks with ...
Bumkinet, GrubbinolBumkinet.Why, Grubbinol, dost thou so wistful seem?There's sorrow in thy look, if right I deem.'Tis true, yon oaks with ...
Burgum, I thank thee, thou hast let me seeThat Bristol has impress'd her stamp on thee,Thy generous spirit emulates the ...
Your naturally beautiful reflection will gain entry into the clear waters of theGambhira River, as into a clear mind. Therefore ...
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, ...
(The Defence of Perushtitsa)O stirring of glory, O sombre sad stirring,Days of proud struggle, O days of adversity!Epic obscure and ...
1. E. LarionovaE. Larionova. Brunette. A colonel'sand a typist's daughter. Lookedat you like someone studying a clockface.She tried to help ...
LADY Flora gave cards for a party at tea,To flowers, buds, and blossoms of every degree;So from town and from ...
I, an Iroquois brave,Speak from my forest grave,Where by Utawa's wave I sleep in glory.Listen, pale faces, then,Let years roll back ...
From that lone lake the sweetest of the chainThat links the mountain to the mighty main,Fresh from the rock and ...
I had not found the road too short,As once I had in days of youth,In that old forest of long ...
A Story of HollandThe good dame looked from her cottage At the close of the pleasant day,And cheerily called to her ...
'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 ...
Sir Ralph, a simple, rural Knight,Could just distinguish Wrong from Right;When he receiv'd a Quarter's Rent,And almost half in Taxes ...
XLVI'Sir King,' quoth she, 'my name Clorinda hight,My fame perchance has pierced your ears ere now,I come to try my ...
WHAT time the Norman ruled in SicilyAt that mild season when the vernal sea,O'erflitted by the zephyrs frolic wing,Dances and ...
AH me! the yellow western sky turns pale,And leaves the cheerless sons of earth to mourn;And yet I hear not ...
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR,The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware;Yet, why suppose the sex my ...
It may be through some foreign grace,And unfamiliar charm of face;It may be that across the foamWhich bore her from ...
Seeking wine, the drinker leaves home for the tavern.Perplexed, he asks, "Which path will take me there?"People show him different ...
Tell you I chyll, If that ye wyll A whyle be styll, Of a comely gyll That dwelt on a hyll: But she is not ...
Soon as the twilight through the distant mistIn silver hemmings skirts the purple east,Ere yet the sun unveils his smiles ...
MENALCASWho owns the flock, Damoetas? Meliboeus?DAMOETASNay, they are Aegon's sheep, of late by himCommitted to my care.MENALCAS O every wayUnhappy sheep, ...
THERE was a youth--but woe is me :I quite forgot his name, and he,Without some label round his neck,Is like ...
Another hero of those youthful yearsReturns, as Noey Bixler's name appears.And Noey--if in any special way--Was notably good-natured.--Work or playHe ...
FROM the green Amesbury hill which bears the nameOf that half mythic ancestor of mineWho trod its slopes two hundred ...
...Bewailing in my chamber thus allone,Despeir{.e}d of all joye and remedye,For-tirit of my thoght, and wo begone,Unto the wyndow gan ...
Dark Isle of Mourning—aptly art thou named, For thou hast been the cause of many a tear; For deeds of treacherous strife ...
Hah! how the laurel, great Apollo's tree,And all the cavern shakes! Far off, far off,The man that is unhallow'd: for ...
I know of no profession 'Mong profane or divine, Excelling in its mission The power embraced in mine. It reaches earth and heaven Through heart ...
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