‘Fall, leaves, fall’ (Emily Bronte Poems)
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the ...
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the ...
Love's worshippers alone can know The thousand mysteries that are his; His blazing torch, his twanging bow, His blooming age ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
'Tis done---and shivering in the gale The bark unfurls her snowy sail; And whistling o'er the bending mast, Loud sings ...
Remember him, whom Passion's power Severely---deeply---vainly proved: Remember thou that dangerous hour, When neither fell, though both were loved. That ...
In law an infant, and in years a boy, In mind a slave to every vicious joy; From every sense ...
Sweet girl! though only once we met, That meeting I shall ne'er forget; And though we ne'er may meet again, ...
I don't know one damned butterfly from another my ignorance of the stars is formidable, also of dogs & ferns ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
WHY, why tell thy lover Bliss he never must enjoy"? Why, why undeceive him, And give all his hopes the ...
WHAT ails ye now, ye lousie bitch To thresh my back at sic a pitch? Losh, man! hae mercy wi' ...
SIR, as your mandate did request, I send you here a faithfu' list, O' gudes an' gear, an' a' my ...
The day returns again, my natal day; What mix'd emotions with the Thought arise! Beloved friend, four years have pass'd ...
BRAW, braw lads on Yarrow-braes, They rove amang the blooming heather; But Yarrow braes, nor Ettrick shaws Can match the ...
Chorus-O aye my wife she dang me, An' aft my wife she bang'd me, If ye gie a woman a' ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
YESTREEN I had a pint o' wine, A place where body saw na; Yestreen lay on this breast o' mine ...
WHEN dear Clarinda, 1 matchless fair, First struck Sylvander's raptur'd view, He gaz'd, he listened to despair, Alas! 'twas all ...
I DREAM'D I lay where flowers were springing Gaily in the sunny beam; List'ning to the wild birds singing, By ...
YOUR friendship much can make me blest, O why that bliss destroy! Why urge the only, one request You know ...
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