In The Morning (Patrick MacGill Poems)
The firefly haunts were lighted yet,As we scaled the top of the parapet;But the east grew pale to another fire,As ...
The firefly haunts were lighted yet,As we scaled the top of the parapet;But the east grew pale to another fire,As ...
THOUGH young no more, we still would dreamOf beauty's dear deluding wiles;The leagues of life to graybeards seemShorter than boyhood's ...
See, where the morning's beamPurples the Cedar stream,Long lines of bayonets gleam, Fiercely and bright arrayed.Tramp, tramp, with step so true,As ...
I have a rendezvous with DeathAt some disputed barricade,When Spring comes back with rustling shadeAnd apple-blossoms fill the air-I have ...
I wandered lonely where the pine-trees madeAgainst the bitter East their barricade,And, guided by its sweetPerfume, I found, within a ...
Our Sunday morning when dawn-priests were applyingWafer and wine to the human wound, we laidOurselves to cure ourselves down: I'm ...
Is it illusion? or does there a spirit from perfecter ages, Here, even yet, amid loss, change, and corruption abide? ...
"This is her diary. Come with me to viewThe canyon; think you see it as of oldWhen Martha lived, and ...
Mesrob, standing against the Armenian centuries, You, rock of diamond, You, undiscoverable lighthouse of consciousness, Which sows flashes From the ...
It was over at Is?ndula, the bloody work was done, And the yet unburied dead looked up unblinking at the ...
Silent I have stood and borne it, hoping still from year to yearThat the pleading voice of justice you would ...
I have a rendezvous with Death At some disputed barricade,When Spring comes back with rustling shadeAnd apple-blossoms fill the air ...
"Was I at Eureka?" His figure was drawn to a youthful height, And a flood of proud recollections made the ...
(i) introduction his home in ruins his parents gone frederick seeks to reclaim his throne to the golden mountain he ...
Their Barricade against the Sky The martial Trees withdraw And with a Flag at every turn Their Armies are no ...
I. Ancestral Houses Surely among a rich man's flowering lawns, Amid the rustle of his planted hills, Life overflows without ...
I have a rendezvous with Death At some disputed barricade, When Spring comes back with rustling shade And apple-blossoms fill ...
I have a rendezvous with Death At some disputed barricade, I have a rendezvous with Death At some disputed barricade, ...
Now this particular girl During a ceremonious april walk With her latest suitor Found herself, of a sudden, intolerably struck ...
Twas at the camp of Rorke's Drift, and at tea-time, And busily engaged in culinary operations was a private of ...
When Yankee soldiers reach the barricade Then Joan of Arc gives each the accolade. For she is there in armor ...
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