Against Hope (Abraham Cowley Poems)
"HOPE, whose weak Being ruin'd is, Alike if it succeed, and if it miss ; Whom Good or Ill does ...
"HOPE, whose weak Being ruin'd is, Alike if it succeed, and if it miss ; Whom Good or Ill does ...
Bill Jones, who goes to school with me,Is the saddest boy I ever see.He's just so 'fraid he runs awayWhen ...
'TIS surely strange, thou lovely flower,That thou should'st choose so dark an hour To put thy beauties forth,Why not ...
The blue eagle and the demon of the steppesin the last cab in BerlinLegitimate defenceof lost soulsthe red mill at ...
May! - and I am no more among your spires,Dear Mother-city of my soul.May! - and my heart hath new ...
Across the veld the homeless wind goes wailing, O'er leagues of heath and grassland wild and brown,And the broad ...
Soft falls the night- And chases 'way The slowly dying Summer day; The sun from his Ethereal height Is curtained ...
False glozing pleasures, casks of happinesse,Foolish night-fires, women's and children's wishes,Chases in arras, guilded emptinesse,Shadows well mounted, dreams in a ...
Turn on the prudent Ant, thy heedful eyes,Observe her labours, Sluggard, and be wise.No stern command, no monitory voicePrescribes her ...
Childhood alone is glad. With it time fleesIn constant mimes and bright festivities.It, like the ever-restless butterfly,Or seeks or settles ...
NEVER a mouse chases ever a tail, never a mouse ever sees that always a cat catches always a mouse, ...
When life is but a round of crushing careAnd, a great heap of stones, lies heavy on us,There suddenly, God ...
Rise up, rise up,And, as the trumpet blowingChases the dreams of men,As the dawn glowingThe stars that left unlitThe land ...
1 Let observation with extensive view, 2 Survey mankind, from China to Peru; 3 Remark each anxious toil, each eager ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
Autumn hill gather surplus shine Fly bird chase before companion. Colour green moment bright, Sunset mist no fixed place. The ...
Rise up, rise up, And, as the trumpet blowing Chases the dreams of men, As the dawn glowing The stars ...
I WOULD I could weave in The colour, the wonder, The song I conceive in My heart while I ponder, ...
The roving breezes come and go, the reed-beds sweep and sway, The sleepy river murmers low,and loiters on its way, ...
Bonnie Clara, will you go to the bonnie Sidlaw hills And pu' the blooming heather, and drink from their rills? ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
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