The Maid Of Saxony; Or, Who’s The Traitor? – Act II (George Pope Morris Poems)
Scene I.Discovered. The stage represents a large apartment without the usual side-entrances. On the left hand is a row of long, old-fashioned ...
Scene I.Discovered. The stage represents a large apartment without the usual side-entrances. On the left hand is a row of long, old-fashioned ...
My fancies are fireflies, -Specks of living lighttwinkling in the dark.he voice of wayside pansies,that do not attract the careless ...
'How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this ...
From the well-springs of Hudson, the sea-cliffs of Maine,Grave men, sober matrons, you gather again;And, with hearts warmer grown as ...
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR,The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware;Yet, why suppose the sex my ...
Reader, I am a fool;And have adventuredTo play the fool this once for Christ,The more his fame to spread.If this ...
"Feel me to do right," our father said on his deathbed.We did not quite know-in fact, not at all-what he ...
They'd parted but a year before-she never thought he'd come,She stammer'd, blushed, held out her hand, and called him 'Mister ...
The night-wind's shriek is pitiless and hollow, The boding bat flits by on sullen wing, And I sit ...
Hang it all, Slessor, as Pound once said to Browning,Why have you sailed so untimely out on the waterTo vanish ...
My sister - Life's overflowing today,spring rain shattering itself like glass,but people with monocles still complain,and sting, politely, like snakes ...
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
Captain Carpenter rose up in his prime Put on his pistols and went riding out But had got wellnigh nowhere ...
At first I thought there was a superfine Persuasion in his face; but the free flow That filled it when ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
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