Speranza (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Her younger sister, that Speranza hight.England puts on her purple, and pale, pale With too much light, the primrose doth but ...
Her younger sister, that Speranza hight.England puts on her purple, and pale, pale With too much light, the primrose doth but ...
How can I be to blame? Is it my fault I am fair?I did not fashion my features, Or brush the gold ...
To-day I saw a little, calm-eyed child,-Where soft lights rippled and the shadows tarriedWithin a church's shelter arched and aisled,-Peacefully ...
WITH pipe and flute the rustic Pan Of old made music sweet for man; And wonder hushed the warbling bird, ...
Why was it that the thunder voice of Fate Should call thee, studious, from the classic groves, Where calm-eyed Pallas with still ...
The little loves and sorrows are my song:The leafy lanes and birthsteads of my sires,Where memory broods by winter's evening ...
My Bed is like a little Bark,The hatch is battened down,And in the basket cabin darkI sail away from Town.Now, ...
Have you heard the story that gossips tell Of Burns of Gettysburg?-No? Ah, well, Brief is the glory that hero ...
The Viennese authorities have melted down the great bell in St. Stephen's to supply metal for guns or muntions. Every ...
If thou art tempted by a thought of ill,Crave not too soon for victory, nor deemThou art a coward if ...
If the Led Striker call it a strike, Or the papers call it a war, They know not much what ...
My thoughts soar not as they ought to soar, Higher and higher on soul-lent wings; But ever and often and ...
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