The Highlanders: Part III (Anne MacVicar Grant Poems)
NOW hark! what loud, tumultuous joys resound,From all the echoing rocks and valleys round;And hear! the sage oraculous declare,Tis time ...
NOW hark! what loud, tumultuous joys resound,From all the echoing rocks and valleys round;And hear! the sage oraculous declare,Tis time ...
_THE ENGLISH RENAISSANCE_1491 As she who in some village-child unknown, With rustic grace and fantasy bedeck'd And in her simple ...
OR SKETCHES OF HIGHLAND SCENERY AND MANNERS: WITH SOME REFLECTIONS ON EMIGRATION. WRITTEN DURING THE AUTHOR'S RECOVERY FROM A LONG ...
You beauteous ladyes, great and small,I write unto you one and all,Whereby that you may understandWhat I have suffered in ...
POPE'S ODYSSEY. OH ! lay me by yon peaceful streamThat glides away so softly slow,Where boughs exclude the noon-day beam,And ...
IO you poets, ever pretending Love is immortal, pipe the truth!Empty your books of lies, the ending Of no passion ...
Pale the moon her light was shedding O'er the landscape far and wide;Calmly bright, all ills undreading, Emma wander'd by ...
HAIL, Devon! in thy bosom let me rest, And pour forth music from my raptur'd breast: I'll stray thy meadow'd ...
Sad echoes of unequal strife,Go sighing through the aftermath,That skirts the dark uncertain path,That leads me to the close of ...
THERE was hurry and hest in Heorot nowfor hands to bedeck it, and dense was the throngof men and women ...
WELCOME, sweet season of delight,What beauties charm the wond'ring sightIn thy enchanting reign!How fresh descends the morning dew,Whilst op'ning flow'rs ...
NOT IN THE MANNER, BUT IN THE SPIRIT OF COLLINS. Deep in yon bed of whispering reedsThy airy harp shall ...
THE birth of the day in the prime of the year,Rousing to glory the slumb'ring sphere,Paradise peeping through roseate clouds,Mountains ...
HIS ruby cheek made orient crimson pale,His gelid hair did stiffen in the gale;Like silv'ry wire it glitter'd in the ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
THE SMALL birds rejoice in the green leaves returning, The murmuring streamlet winds clear thro' the vale; The primroses blow ...
A farmer's wife, both young and gay, And fresh as op'ning buds of May; Had taken to herself, a Spouse, ...
They tell me that euphoria is the feeling of feeling wonderful, well, today I feel euphorian, Today I have the ...
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