Cui Bono? (Henry Kendall Poems)
A CLAMOUR by day and a whisper by night, And the Summer comes-with the shining noons,With the ripple of leaves, and ...
A CLAMOUR by day and a whisper by night, And the Summer comes-with the shining noons,With the ripple of leaves, and ...
Mrs. Anne Whitaker in Barbados.ON wings of Angels borne unto her God,This blessed Saint has gained the bright abode:Serene thro' ...
I have crept forth to die among the trees.They have sweet voices that I love to hear,Sweet, lute-like voices. They ...
_On reading in Savary's Travels the death of Ali Bey, who, it isthere represented, in the midst of enlightened and ...
Ah! where are hours departed fled?Is life a dream, or true indeed?Did all my heart hath fashionedFrom fancy's visitings proceed?Yes! ...
Grateful, sincere, good--natur'd, mild, humane,Wise, and yet humble: witty, but not vain:Above her Sex divine Clarinda soars,Faultless herself, she Others ...
MARCH 8, 1882THE waves unbuild the wasting shore;Where mountains towered the billows sweep,Yet still their borrowed spoils restore,And build new ...
Dear critic, who my lightness so deplores, Would I might study to be prince of bores, Right wisely would I rule that ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town ofBrighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.Slow in ...
1.-THE NOMINATIONVHEN ash de var vas ober, und Beace her shnow-wice vings Vas vafin' o'er de coondry (in shpodts) like ...
THUS Tapistry of old, the Walls adorn'd, Ere noblest Dames the artful Shuttle scorn'd: Arachne, then, with Pallas did contest, ...
A Citizen of mighty Pelf, But much a Blockhead, in himself Disdain'd a Man of shining Parts, Master of Sciences ...
What are the wild waves saying now that their lengths are changed?In a manner most dismaying are the stations now ...
Bright young thing: Thou on the beaches Life is gay and pleasure ladenAll in vain the law beseeches ...
If it be sad to speak of treasures gone, Of sainted genius call'd too soon away,Of light, from this world ...
Behold him now his genuine colours wear,That specious false-one, by whose cruel wilesI lost thy amity; saw thy dear smilesEclips'd; ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
A Citizen of mighty Pelf, But much a Blockhead, in himself Disdain'd a Man of shining Parts, Master of Sciences ...
THE FRIEND whom, wild from Wisdom's way, The fumes of wine infuriate send, (Not moony madness more astray) Who but ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792. ...
Dear Friends, reproach me not for what I do, Nor counsel me, nor pity me; nor say That I am ...
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