The Child Of The Islands – Opening (Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton Poems)
I.OF all the joys that brighten suffering earth, What joy is welcomed like a new-born child? What life so wretched, ...
I.OF all the joys that brighten suffering earth, What joy is welcomed like a new-born child? What life so wretched, ...
Oh! was there ever tale of human loveWhich was not also tale of human tears?Died not sweet Desdemona? sorrowed notFair, ...
In the furnace the dry branches crackle, the crucible shines as withgold,As they carry the hot flaming metal in haste ...
A gentle was Fridolin, And he his mistress dear,Savern's fair Countess, honored in All truth and godly fear.She was so ...
A pure sweet life, that came upon our earth,Stay'd for a space, and then went back to heaven.I know not ...
Hear me, Brother, gently met;Just a little, turn, not yet,Thou shalt laugh, and soon forget:Now the midnight draweth near.I have ...
The blessed damozel leaned outFrom the gold bar of Heaven;Her eyes were deeper than the depthOf waters stilled at even;She ...
_I have been kissed by the Priestess of the Thin and Deadly Blood-- With the kiss that men ...
A bright beam came to my window frame,This sweet May morn,And it said to the cold, hard glass:Oh! let me ...
"AS I sit on a log here in the woods among the clean-faced beeches, The trunks of the trees seem ...
THE birth of the day in the prime of the year,Rousing to glory the slumb'ring sphere,Paradise peeping through roseate clouds,Mountains ...
I love the stony pastureThat no one else will have.The old gray rocks so friendly seem,So durable and brave.In tranquil ...
Be all serene, thou dull inclement sky;Be hush, ye Winds; Avenues all, be dry.Nor you, ye Roads, your rugged Garments ...
The merry waves dance up and down, and play,Sport is granted to the sea;Birds are the choristers of the empty ...
(For Kenton) An iron hand has stilled the throats That throbbed with loud and rhythmic glee And dammed the flood ...
A gentle was Fridolin, And he his mistress dear, Savern's fair Countess, honored in All truth and godly fear. She ...
The Raven croak'd as she sate at her meal, And the Old Woman knew what he said, And she grew ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
OPen the temple gates vnto my loue, Open them wide that she may enter in, And all the postes adorne ...
Between the avenues of cypresses, All in their scarlet cloaks, and surplices Of linen, go the chaunting choristers, The priests ...
Along the avenue of cypresses, All in their scarlet cloaks and surplices Of linen, go the chanting choristers, The priests ...
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