Ballad of women i love (Eugene Field Poem)
Prudence Mears hath an old blue plate Hid away in an oaken chest, And a Franklin platter of ancient date ...
Prudence Mears hath an old blue plate Hid away in an oaken chest, And a Franklin platter of ancient date ...
FLORENTINE we now design to show;-- A greater blockhead ne'er appeared below; It seems a prudent woman he had wed, ...
As I went down to Dymchurch Wall, I heard the South sing o'er the land I saw the yellow sunlight ...
When the pods went pop on the broom, green broom, And apples began to be golden-skinn'd, We harbour'd a stag ...
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
The glory of ships is an old, old song, since the days when the sea-rovers ran In their open boats ...
A soft veil dims the tender skies, And half conceals from pensive eyes The bronzing tokens of the fall; A ...
There are songs for the morning and songs for the night, For sunrise and sunset, the stars and the moon; ...
Where the slow river meets the tide, a red swan lifts red wings and darker beak, and underneath the purple ...
She rose as high as His Occasion Then sought the Dust -- And lower lay in low Westminster For Her ...
Her breast is fit for pearls, But I was not a "Diver" -- Her brow is fit for thrones But ...
I met a King this afternoon! He had not on a Crown indeed, A little Palmleaf Hat was all, And ...
"I will arise and go unto my father" MALKUTH Dark, dark all dark! I cower, I cringe. ...
TO LAYLAH EIGHT-AND-TWENTY Lamp of living loveliness, Maid miraculously male, Rapture of thine own excess Blushing through the velvet veil ...
"I will arise and go unto my father" MALKUTH Dark, dark all dark! I cower, I cringe. ...
TO LAYLAH EIGHT-AND-TWENTY Lamp of living loveliness, Maid miraculously male, Rapture of thine own excess Blushing through the velvet veil ...
Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind. Because the lover threw wild hands toward the sky And the affrighted ...
On Lolham Brigs in wild and lonely mood I've seen the winter floods their gambols play Through each old arch ...
Methinks in Him there dwells alway A sea of laughter very deep, Where the leviathans leap, And little children play, ...
I know 'tis but a loom of land, Yet is it land, and so I will rejoice, I know I ...
The evening passes fast away, 'Tis almost time to rest; What thoughts has left the vanished day, What feelings, in ...
Gods, what a black, fierce day! The clouds were iron, Wrenched to strange, rugged shapes; the red sun winked Over ...
Next, then, the peacock, gilt With all its feathers. Look, what gorgeous dyes Flow in the eyes! And how deep, ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Sixteen below. Our care like stranded hulls litter all day our little Avenues. It was 28 below. No one goes ...
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
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