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 ...
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 ...
Afar in the Desert I love to ride,With the silent Bush-boy alone by my side:When the sorrows of life the ...
In stature the Manlet was dwarfishNo burly, big Blunderbore he;And he wearily gazed on the crawfishHis Wifelet had dressed for ...
AWAKE, my darling ! Open those bright eyes, dark and deep,And scatter from thine eyelids the heavy shades of sleep.Sweet ...
The old fellow from Shao-ling weeps with stifled sobs as he walks furtively by the bends of the Sepentine on ...
Wait, wait, wait!With thy fetters champing, thou wouldst on!With heavy feet, thou wouldst flee!With thy hands bound, thou wouldst labor!Oh ...
But when the days were numbered, then befellThe parting of our Lord — which was to be —Whereby came wailing ...
Sing muse! of Saville and the direful dayWhen beauty fell, to ruthless hands a prey;And life a sacrifice to savage ...
In which calm home of happy life and loveLigged our Lord Buddha, knowing not of woe,Nor want, nor pain, nor ...
THE VANITIE OF THE VVORLD. The Abnegation.ARGUMENT. What's potent Opulencie? What's remiss Voluptuousness? World, what's All This, To That the ...
Awake, my muse, ye goodly sights among,The land of Boone and Kenton claims my song.Thro' other scenes our lovers take ...
A constant keeping-past of shaken trees, And a bewildered glitter of loose road; Banks of bright growth, with single blades ...
Who hath heard the legions tramping? Who hath heard the chargers champing? Who hath looked upon the arming ...
Its glittering emptiness it brings — This little lane of useless things. Here peering envy arm in arm With ennui ...
The lined up on the far side the edge of the parking area, tires in the oak leaves I had ...
The old fellow from Shao-ling weeps with stifled sobs as he walks furtively by the bends of the Sepentine on ...
You were forever finding some new play. So when I saw you down on hands and knees I the meadow, ...
The impact of a dollar upon the heart Smiles warm red light, Sweeping from the hearth rosily upon the white ...
1 HARK! some wild trumpeter-some strange musician, Hovering unseen in air, vibrates capricious tunes to-night. I hear thee, trumpeter-listening, alert, ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
Three jolly gentlemen, In coats of red, Rode their horses Up to bed. Three jolly gentlemen Snored till morn, Their ...
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