Winstanley (Jean Ingelow Poems)
THE APOLOGY.Quoth the cedar to the reeds and rushes, “Water-grass, you know not what I do;Know not of my storms, nor ...
THE APOLOGY.Quoth the cedar to the reeds and rushes, “Water-grass, you know not what I do;Know not of my storms, nor ...
SIR MAURICE was a wealthy lord,He liv'd in the north countrie,Well would he cope with foe-man's sword,Or the glance of ...
I DREW it from its china tomb;- It came out feebly scented With some thin ghost of past perfume That ...
THOU , whom the giddy mock, the gay deride,Protracted folly's scourge, and foe to pride,I'll meet thee, poor, pale omen ...
WHERE in her chamber by the Southern sea,Her taper's light shone soft and silvery,Fair as a planet mirrored in the ...
Sing away, Oh sing away!My father's ship sails swiftly home:O'er the wind-blown waves a-foamWhat gifts will be bring away?A golden ...
I.Fallen the lofty halls, where vassal crowds Drank in the dawn of Gertrude's natal day. The dungeon roof an ...
As the red Maclean went to and fro 'Twixt Duart and Cairnburg tower, One day he chanced to spy a ...
AGAIN, again that thrilling strain! Voice of the Past, thine accents chain Time's alter'd, onward track; Lost hours are swelling ...
Had she come all the way for this, To part at last without a kiss? Yea, had she borne the ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
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