Verses from the Shepherds’ Hymn (Richard Crashaw Poems)
WE saw Thee in Thy balmy nest, Young dawn of our eternal day; We saw Thine eyes break from the ...
WE saw Thee in Thy balmy nest, Young dawn of our eternal day; We saw Thine eyes break from the ...
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
England, with all thy faults, I love thee still-- My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English ...
My soul is sad, and much dismay'd; See, Lord, what legions of my foes, With fierce Apollyon at their head, ...
The Vanishing They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; They ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
When midnight comes a host of dogs and men Go out and track the badger to his den, And put ...
1775 Said Congress to George Washington: "To set this country free, You'll have to whip the Britishers And chase them ...
We know where deepest lies the snow, And where the frost-winds keenest blow, O'er every mountain's brow, We long have ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
The room is quiet, thoughts alone People its mute tranquillity; The yoke put on, the long task done, I am, ...
How beautiful the earth is still, To thee - how full of happiness! How little fraught with real ill, Or ...
Often rebuked, yet always back returning To those first feelings that were born with me, And leaving busy chase of ...
The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by, As if they loved to breast the breeze ...
To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for ...
Is this a time to be cloudy and sad, When our mother Nature laughs around; When even the deep blue ...
The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses--showers and ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
WHITE maiden with the russet hair, Whose garments, through their holes, declare That poverty is part of you, And beauty ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
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