Blondine (John Hay Poems)
I wandered through a careless world Deceived when not deceiving,And never gave an idle heart The rapture of believing.The smiles, the sighs, ...
I wandered through a careless world Deceived when not deceiving,And never gave an idle heart The rapture of believing.The smiles, the sighs, ...
Now, when our Lord was come to eighteen years,The King commanded that there should be builtThree stately houses, one of ...
With eager search to dart the soul,Curiously vain, from pole to pole,And from the planets' wandering spheresTo extort the number ...
I Into her lying down head His enemies entered bed, ...
Fence must be looked at; fence is too much neglected;Most ancient indeed is fence; but it is not merelyWhite ants' ...
IFrom the rousing times of old Paul JonesDown to the present day,There's one good toast we all can boastIf we ...
Sweet vale of the Sussex! the pride of the Queen,Whose life has a reign of beneficence been;The flow'r of Britana's ...
After this the halt and summer Parted company; and taking Off his cap at night the thunderTook a hundred blinding ...
Listen sweet Dove unto my song, And spread thy golden wings in me; Hatching my tender heart so long, Till ...
THE FAIRY TEMPLE; OR, OBERON'S CHAPEL DEDICATED TO MR JOHN MERRIFIELD, COUNSELLOR AT LAW RARE TEMPLES THOU HAST SEEN, I ...
I As newer comers crowd the fore, We drop behind. - We who have laboured long and sore Times out ...
When the hamlet hailed a birth Judy used to cry: When she heard our christening mirth She would kneel and ...
Something corrosive when we are walled-off from our neighbors when the sameness defines our sense of community All of us ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
Christmass is come and every hearth Makes room to give him welcome now Een want will dry its tears in ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and ...
Good-by to you whom I shall see tomorrow, Next year and when I'm fifty; still good-by. This is the leave ...
To E.M.S. Here, where your garden fenced about and still is, Here, where the unmoved summer air is sweet With ...
It's the day of the ram and the head of the year Rosh Ha'Shanah at services I sat next to ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
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