Winstanley (Jean Ingelow Poems)
THE APOLOGY.Quoth the cedar to the reeds and rushes, “Water-grass, you know not what I do;Know not of my storms, nor ...
THE APOLOGY.Quoth the cedar to the reeds and rushes, “Water-grass, you know not what I do;Know not of my storms, nor ...
I go beyond the commandment.'So be it. Then mine be the blame,The loss, the lack, the yearning, till life's last ...
(A VALENTINE)Which of my palaces? Gold one by one,Of all the splendid houses of my throne,This day in grave thought ...
They's nothin' in the name to strike A feller more'n common like! 'Taint liable to git no praise Ner nothin' like it nowadays; An' ...
I was drifting in the drizzle past the Cecil in the Strand-Which, I'm told, is very tony-and its front looks ...
The Frost looked forth, one still, clear night,And he said, "Now I shall be out of sight;So through the valley ...
As I lay a-thinkingBeneath a rowan-tree,There came three higglers down the roadTo buy my thoughts from me.'A brown penny,' said ...
Evening sun in beauty is shining,Lazy puss on the step's reclining. "Two small mice, Cream that ...
Wee Willie sat a-thinking, And he shook his curly head. Around him on the nursery floor His treasures lay outspread. ...
Oh the wife she tried to tell me that 'twas nothing but the thrumming Of a wood-pecker a-rapping on the ...
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