The Tournament (From The Old Danish) (George Borrow Poems)
Six score there were, six score and ten, From Hald that rode that day;And when they came to Brattingsborg They ...
Six score there were, six score and ten, From Hald that rode that day;And when they came to Brattingsborg They ...
IN EAR OF CLUNY WATER.I. BREAK, break, O heart! upon this stony shore Of Time, for not the most tormented ...
I.We passed the low stone wall, and stoodBeside the heedless dead,That lay 'unknowing and unknown'Each in his narrow bed --O'er ...
Over that morn hung heaviness, until,Near sunless noon, we heard the ship's bell beatingA melancholy staccato on dead metal;Saw the ...
Old if this England beThe Ship at heart is sound,And the fairest she and gallantestThat ever sail'd earth round!And children's ...
It's not for us to understandHow life on earth began to be,How forms that lived within the seaShould leave the ...
I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim -- Dick, it's your daddy, dying; you've got to ...
There's no sense in going further -- it's the edge of cultivation," So they said, and I believed it -- ...
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
TO the assembled folk At great St. Kavin's spoke Young Brother Amiel on Christmas Eve; I give you joy, my ...
I THERE is one Mind, one omnipresent Mind, Omnific. His most holy name is Love. Truth of subliming import! with ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
WHA will buy my troggin, fine election ware, Broken trade o' Broughton, a' in high repair? Chorus.-Buy braw troggin frae ...
IN her ear he whispers gaily, 'If my heart by signs can tell, Maiden, I have watch'd thee daily, And ...
For God has given us a language of monosyllables to prevent our clipping. For a toad enjoys a finer prospect ...
I'm scared of it all, God's truth! so I am; It's too big and brutal for me. My nerve's on ...
To Henry St. John, Lord Bolingbroke Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride ...
The First Epistle Awake, my ST. JOHN!(1) leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of Kings. Let ...
'Twas in the month of March and in the year of 1899, Which will be remembered for a very long ...
I could not decipher the living riddle of my body put it to sleep when it hungered, and overfed it ...
1 Dawn. First light tearing at the rough tongues of the zinnias, at the leaves of the just born. Today ...
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