A Mother Showing The Portrait Of Her Child (Jean Ingelow Poems)
(F.M.L.)Living child or pictured cherub, Ne’er o’ermatched its baby grace;And the mother, moving nearer, Looked it calmly in the face;Then with slight ...
(F.M.L.)Living child or pictured cherub, Ne’er o’ermatched its baby grace;And the mother, moving nearer, Looked it calmly in the face;Then with slight ...
GLAUCUS, the fisher, sat his tossing craft:The sun was dying on the Roman lake,And, save where Day, departing, grimly laughed,The ...
Upon an eve I sat me down and wept,Because the world to me seemed nowise good;Still autumn was it, & ...
I KNOW a little garden-close,Set thick with lily and red rose,Where I would wander if I mightFrom dewy morn to ...
WHAT does he plant who plants a tree? He plants a friend of sun and sky; He plants the flag ...
TWO travellers, worn with sun and rainAnd gropings o'er dim paths unknown,Meet where long separate ways have grownTo one, and ...
HOPE not, beloved, to fathom with futile endeavour,Weaving devices of playing-cards ranged in a row,Knowledge to-day of the way that ...
OH for some subtle juices quick to steepThe troubled brain in slumber, so to lieIn the dark vault of an ...
So long you wandered on the dusky plain,Where flit the shadows with their endless cry,You reach the shore where all ...
The fields and lanes show fresh and fain Pranked in the jewels of the rain; And the scent that breathes ...
ACT III. A cell in the Wartburg Monastery. Enter PRIOR PEPPERCORN with the casket.PRIOR.So! Glittering shell where doubtless shines concealedAn ...
I.THE sun is hot in the noisy street,So hot on a summer day,And people pass with such busy feet,There's never ...
The King was drinking in Malwood Hall,There came in a monk before them all:He thrust by squire, he thrust by ...
I was picking raspberries, my head was in the canes,And he came behind and kissed me, and I smacked him ...
(HORACE'S ODES, III, I)I hate the common, vulgar herd! Away they scamper when I "booh" 'em!But pretty girls and nice ...
Through yon little planting, by yonder streamside,Where Ribble's sweet waters flow softly and wide,While the dew's on the meadows it's ...
To Jenny came a gentle youth From inland leazes lone; His love was fresh as apple-blooth By Parrett, Yeo, or ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
In Arthur's house whileome was I When happily the time went by In midmost glory of his days. He held ...
The ArgumentA certain man having landed on an island in the Greek sea, found there a beautifuldamsel, whom he would ...
I KNOW a little garden-close Set thick with lily and red rose, Where I would wander if I might From ...
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