The Hind And The Panther, A Poem In Three Parts : Part I. (John Henry Dryden Poems)
A milk-white Hind, immortal and unchanged,Fed on the lawns, and in the forest ranged;Without unspotted, innocent within,She feared no danger, ...
Sunday, July 25, 2021
Poems about cambria (21 Poems)
The Foster-Child (Mary Elizabeth Robinson Poems)
IN IMITATION OF SPENCER.CANTO I.'MID Cambria's hills a lowly cottage stood,Circled with mossy tufts of sombre green;A vagrant brook flow'd ...
A Warning To The Welsh, To Repent, Wrote At The Time A Great Plague Rag’d In London (Rees Prichard Poems)
Mourn Cambria, thoughtless Cambria, mourn.From all thy sins repentant turn,Lest they God's wrath, and judgements dread,Shou'd draw upon thy guilty ...
Another On The Same Occasion (Rees Prichard Poems)
Mourn Cambria, thoughtless Cambria mourn,Like Nineveh, repentent turn,Put sackcloth on — proclaim a fast —Cry out for Grace, and mend ...
Hirlas Owain, Or, The Drinking-Horn Of Owen (Owain Cyfeiliog Poems)
Uprose the ruddy dawn of day;The armies met in dread arrayOn Maelor Drefred's field :Loud the British clarions sound,The Saxons, ...
Edmund And Bertha (Janetta Philipps Poems)
A TALE.Where Snowdon's bleak summits their shadows throw wide,Once the castle of Modred arose;Frowning dark as the mountain that towered ...
Ode On The Birth Of The Prince Of Wales (Henry James Pye Poems)
I.1 . The fading beam of parting day Forsakes the western sky, Now shines Diana's gentler ray With virgin majesty; Her face with milder glory ...
“The fading gleam of parting day” (Henry James Pye Poems)
I.1. The fading gleam of parting day Forsakes the western sky, Now shines Diana's chaster ray With virgin majesty; Her face with milder glory bright Pales ...
The Massacre Of The Bards (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
The sunlight from the sky is swept,But, over Snowdon's summit kept, One brand of cloud yet burns,-By ghostly hands far out ...
Elegy VI (Henry James Pye Poems)
Now has bright Sol fulfill'd his circling course, Again to Taurus roll'd his burning car, Since, cruel Prudence, thy resistless force Tore me ...