The Sufferings of Faro Parts I, II (Margaret Chalmers Poems)
The following lines were suggested by the circumstance of a boat, from the Faro Islands, stopping at Lerwick, on her ...
The following lines were suggested by the circumstance of a boat, from the Faro Islands, stopping at Lerwick, on her ...
Thus then, much care-worn,The son of HealfdenSorrowed evermore,Nor might the prudent heroHis woes avert.The war was too hard,Too loath and ...
Month of storm, beat shocks and sheaves,Withered flowers, and falling leaves,Sullen clouds that darkly loomLike the shadows of the tomb;Looks ...
DEATH:For my dagger is bathed in the blood of the brave,I come, care-worn tenant of life, from the grave,Where Innocence ...
A dark, tempestuous night; the stars shut in With shrouds of fog; an inky, jet-black blotThe firmament; and where the moon ...
"Away from the dwellings of care-worn menThe waters are sparkling in wood and glen—Away from the chamber and dusky hearthThe ...
Much it behovethEach one of mortals,That he his soul's journeyIn himself ponder,How deep it may be.When Death cometh,The bonds he ...
Hard were her hands, and brown;Coarsest of stuff her gown:Sod hut her home.Pale was her care-worn face,Beauty and youth and ...
In my father's garden A pear tree breaks into bloomAnd turns to a mountain of snow.And against it - small and ...
COME , Hope, dear stranger to this care-worn breast,Oh come! and be again its welcome guest!So long, so deep thy ...
A TALE OF THE TAURIDE.Mute sat Giray, with downcast eye, As though some spell in sorrow bound him,His slavish courtiers ...
Upon the city called the Friends'The light of waking springFell vivid as the shadow thrownFar from the gleaming wingOf a ...
FORTH to the fight! then shining sword of song! Sing, sing the toil, that makes the toiler strong. Sing, how ...
Speak gently! — It is better far To rule by love, than fear — ...
Another star has left the sky,Another flower has ceased to bloom;The fairest are the first to die,The best go earliest ...
As the raindrop on a flowerWhen the bow's behind a shower,As the breeze that fans the foreheadOf the sunset, when ...
Fill, fill me a goblet from those dark and silent waters, Where the lovēd song of the minstrel for ever ...
Give me the naked heavens above,The broad bare heath below, A merry glance from her I love,My fleet hound and ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
The first seen in the season Nitens et roboris expers Turget et insolida est: et spe delectat. - Ovid, Metam. ...
To Thushari Williams Dear Thushie, the six months you spent with us Will never be forgotten, the long days you ...
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