The Night Of The Lion (Alfred Noyes Poems)
_And that a reply be received before midnight.__British Ultimatum_.Their Day was at twelve of the night, When the graves give ...
_And that a reply be received before midnight.__British Ultimatum_.Their Day was at twelve of the night, When the graves give ...
IN earnest expectation the sons of God remain,While all Creation groaneth and travaileth in pain;Then shall not man, with deepest ...
You may tinker with the tariff and make some simple gains, You may put on tolls or take 'em off, ...
I of the bleeding heart, bent head, and stricken tongue,Old, old with years, and honours, and despairs,Watch them go forth ...
Mid wastes of Africa a wanderer sped: He found no pathway; night was now afield. Through clouds no stealthy glimmer ...
Winter comes; and our complaintsGrow apace as summer faints, Waning days grow dull and drear, Something tells, too well, I ...
Rose Red's hair is brown as fur and shines in firelight as she prepares supper of honey and apples, curds ...
(From The Jungle Book) Now this is the Law of the Jungle -- as old and as true as the ...
(From The Jungle Book) As the dawn was breaking the Sambhur belled Once, twice, and again! And a doe leaped ...
The moon rises. The red cubs rolling In the ferns by the rotten oak Stare over a marsh and a ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
A little Indian temple in the Golden Age. Around it a garden; around that the forest. Anashuya, the young priestess, ...
AMERICA always! Always our own feuillage! Always Florida's green peninsula! Always the priceless delta of Louisiana! Always the cotton-fields of ...
I O THOU, that sit'st upon a throne, With harp of high majestic tone, To praise the King of kings; ...
SLEEP is a maker of makers. Birds sleep. Feet cling to a perch. Look at the balance. Let the legs ...
I WAS born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat, the red of its clover, the eyes of ...
HIS head within my bosom lay, But yet his spirit slipped not through: I only felt the burning clay That ...
(published on BLINKING EYE, http://www.blinking-eye.co.uk/writer/padel2.html ) Then spoke the thunder, shattering the looming blackness of our national life. The rumble ...
Whales have calves, Cats have kittens, Bears have cubs, Bats have bittens, Swans have cygnets, Seals have puppies, But guppies ...
I lash and writhe against my prison bars, And watch with sullen eyes the gaping crowd . . Give me ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
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