The First and Second Advents of Garibaldi— (Janet Hamilton Poems)
Ye blest celestial twain, From your bright spheres descending,He called ye not in vain, His soul's devotion tending.To liberty and truth, With burning ...
Ye blest celestial twain, From your bright spheres descending,He called ye not in vain, His soul's devotion tending.To liberty and truth, With burning ...
IDedicationYou never came here; but I goHere often and am met by you.Each room and road here must renewThe thought ...
MY cherished dead, when last your placid browI saw through tears and ne'er on earth again,With trembling ...
'What art thou, Presumptuous, who profanestThe wreath to mighty poets only due,Even whilst like a forgotten moon thou wanest?Touch not ...
I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The worksthat I have in hand I will finish ...
I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The worksthat I have in hand I will finish ...
Lady of the seven sorrows which are love, What sacrificial way First led your feet to, those remoter heights Which, ...
Purged, with the life they left, of allThat makes life paltry and mean and small,In their new dedication chargedWith something ...
this man used to be aninteresting writer,he was able to say brisk andrefreshing things.at the timeI suggested to the editors ...
(Dedication of Calderon's "Chrysanthus and Daria.")Pensive within the Coliseum's wallsI stood with thee, O Poet of the West!—The day when ...
(roundel: variation of the rondeau consisting of three stanzas of three lines each, linked together with but two rhymes and ...
in the shadow of the flower is the sting the bee driven by need uses its painful gift to keep ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works that I have in hand I will ...
I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works that I have in hand I will ...
Purged, with the life they left, of all That makes life paltry and mean and small, In their new dedication ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
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