Thus the Mayne glideth (Robert Browning Poem)
THUS the Mayne glideth Where my Love abideth; Sleep 's no softer: it proceeds On through lawns, on through meads, ...
THUS the Mayne glideth Where my Love abideth; Sleep 's no softer: it proceeds On through lawns, on through meads, ...
I TRUTH is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost ...
THE THAMES flows proudly to the sea, Where royal cities stately stand; But sweeter flows the Nith to me, Where ...
THERE was a lass, they ca'd her Meg, And she held o'er the moors to spin; There was a lad ...
EDINA! Scotia's darling seat! All hail thy palaces and tow'rs, Where once, beneath a Monarch's feet, Sat Legislation's sov'reign pow'rs: ...
HERE is the glen, and here the bower All underneath the birchen shade; The village-bell has told the hour, O ...
AS on the banks o' wandering Nith, Ae smiling simmer morn I stray'd, And traced its bonie howes and haughs, ...
O LOGAN, sweetly didst thou glide, That day I was my Willie's bride, And years sin syne hae o'er us ...
YE banks and braes o' bonie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair? How can ye chant, ye ...
YE flowery banks o' bonie Doon, How can ye blume sae fair? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And ...
YE banks, and braes, and streams around The castle o' Montgomery! Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your ...
Chorus.-Blythe, blythe and merry was she, Blythe was she but and ben; Blythe by the banks of Earn, And blythe ...
THE CATRINE woods were yellow seen, The flowers decay'd on Catrine lee, Nae lav'rock sang on hillock green, But nature ...
ON Cessnock banks a lassie dwells; Could I describe her shape and mein; Our lasses a' she far excels, An' ...
SWEET are the banks-the banks o' Doon, The spreading flowers are fair, And everything is blythe and glad, But I ...
Chorus-Fairest maid on Devon banks, Crystal Devon, winding Devon, Wilt thou lay that frown aside, And smile as thou wert ...
BEHOLD, my love, how green the groves, The primrose banks how fair; The balmy gales awake the flowers, And wave ...
'TWAS in the seventeen hunder year O' grace, and ninety-five, That year I was the wae'est man Of ony man ...
STREAMS that glide in orient plains, Never bound by Winter's chains; Glowing here on golden sands, There immix'd with foulest ...
Remembering the Strait of Belle Isle or some northerly harbor of Labrador, before he became a schoolteacher a great-uncle painted ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
Doleful was the land, Dull on, every side, Neither soft n'or grand, Barren, bleak, and wide; Nothing look'd with love; ...
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
Zeus, Brazen-thunder-hurler, Cloud-whirler, son-of-Kronos, Send vengeance on these Oreads Who strew White frozen flecks of mist and cloud Over the ...
I don't know somehow it seems sufficient to see and hear whatever coming and going is, losing the self to ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
A wanderer is man from his birth. He was born in a ship On the breast of the river of ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below! Now my brothers call from the bay, Now the great ...
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