Cleopatra’s Needle (Hannah S Battersby Poems)
(_Erected on the Thames Embankment, 1878_).Thou reverend relic from a far-off clime,Of ancient days, triumphant over Time.Thou ocean traveller, brought ...
(_Erected on the Thames Embankment, 1878_).Thou reverend relic from a far-off clime,Of ancient days, triumphant over Time.Thou ocean traveller, brought ...
Softly the feathery Palm-trees fade in the violet Distance,Faintly the lingering light touches the edge of the sea,Sadly the Music ...
Come all you friends and critics, And listen to my song,A word I will say to you, It will not take me ...
To all you ladies now at Bath, And eke, ye beaux, to you, With aching heart, and wat'ry eyes, I bid my last ...
'Tis pretty, doubtless: water, grass, and trees, The man who hath a heart must always please: The morning glories from yon steaming ...
What, have I waked again? I never thoughtTo see the rosy dawn, or ev'n this grey, Dull, solemn stillness, ere ...
ALAN had preached his sermon--grave, devout, Yet full of lightnings and electric shocks For tender souls who reckoned even doubt ...
On one fine but fatal morning in the early Eocene, Lo, a brawny Bloke set out to dig a hole:First ...
DYING THOUGHTS.As Life's receding sunset fades And night descends,I calmly watch the gathering shades,As darkness stealthily invades ...
Old Pete Parraday, he isn't very wise --Or so the local gossips say -- They love to criticise His crazy ...
If the cricket critics' naggingMerits stern official gagging -- Which I doubt --How would critical ascetics,With their prosy homiletics, Shut ...
DAN CUPID, though the god of soft amour, In ev'ry age works miracles a store; Can Catos change to male ...
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
"AND did you really walk," said I, "On such a wretched night? I always fancied Ghosts could fly - If ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
I am standing under the mistletoe, And I smile, but no answering smile replies For her haughty glance bids me ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
My daughter Jane makes dresses For beautiful Princesses; But though she's plain is Jane, Of needlework she's vain, And makes ...
TO her, for I must still regard her As feminine in her degree, Who has been my unkind bombarder Year ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
'Twas midnight in the schoolroom And every desk was shut When suddenly from the alphabet Was heard a loud "Tut-Tut!" ...
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