Hastings (Francis Turner Palgrave Poems)
October 14: 1066'Gyrth, is it dawn in the sky that I see? or is all the sky blood?Heavy and sore ...
October 14: 1066'Gyrth, is it dawn in the sky that I see? or is all the sky blood?Heavy and sore ...
COUNTRY'SWEET are the lanes and the hedges, the fields made red with the clover, With tall field-sorrel, and ...
Dear husband, raise me in thine arms,-the hour is drawing nearWhen I must part with thee, and these our little ...
Now hath the summer reached her golden close,And, lost amid her corn-fields, bright of soul,Scarcely perceives from her divine reposeHow ...
Loud without the wind was roaringThrough th'autumnal sky;Drenching wet, the cold rain pouring,Spoke of winter nigh.All too like that dreary ...
FORTH to the fight! then shining sword of song! Sing, sing the toil, that makes the toiler strong. Sing, how ...
Oh, a wonderful horse is the Fly-Away Horse -Perhaps you have seen him before;Perhaps, while you slept, his shadow has ...
A TRUCE with life's tumultuous cares,Fled from the world's entangling snares,Let rural joys the mind unbend:Where sportive Health delighted roves,Mid ...
A LITTLE bird flew my window by, 'Twixt the level street and the level sky, The level rows of houses ...
I am waving a ripe sunflower, I am scattering sunflower pollen to the four world-quarters. I am joyful because of ...
Some are laughing, some are weeping;She is sleeping, only sleeping.Round her rest wild flowers are creeping;There the wind is heaping, ...
Lilies, lilies not for me,Flowers of the pure and saintly—I have seen in holy placesWhere the incense rises faintly,And the ...
Beyond the dusky corn-fields, toward the west,Dotted with farms, beyond the shallow stream,Through drifts of elm with quiet peep and ...
Should you ask me, whence these stories? Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest With the ...
TO THE HONOURED MR ENDYMION PORTER, GROOM OF THE BED-CHAMBER TO HIS MAJESTY Sweet country life, to such unknown, Whose ...
Oh, a wonderful horse is the Fly-Away Horse - Perhaps you have seen him before; Perhaps, while you slept, his ...
These tiny loiterers on the barley's beard, And happy units of a numerous herd Of playfellows, the laughing Summer brings, ...
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
(Newdigate prize poem recited in the Sheldonian Theatre Oxford June 26th, 1878. To my friend George Fleming author of 'The ...
1 GIVE me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full-dazzling; Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red ...
We were a tribe, a family, a people. Wallace and Bruce guard now a painted field, And all may read ...
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