The Children of the Mist (John Sandes Poems)
Through the valleys, softly creeping'Mid the tree-tops, tempest-tossed,see the cloud-forms seeking, peepingFor the loved ones that are lost.Not for storm ...
Through the valleys, softly creeping'Mid the tree-tops, tempest-tossed,see the cloud-forms seeking, peepingFor the loved ones that are lost.Not for storm ...
The World's a spacious Amphitheater, And wee are slaves each one: The sinne of our first Parents, did conferre This sad condition On us: ...
Things tell less and less:The news impersonalAnd from afar; no bookWorth wrenching off the shelf.Liquor brings dizzinessAnd food discomfort; allMusic ...
IHe who has looked upon EarthDeeper than flower and fruit,Losing some hue of his mirth,As the tree striking rock at ...
While morning yet was young, within his hall Of justice Pharaoh sat: his princes, priests, Judges, and ministers, in costly ...
Tombed in the solid night of starless space; From nearest living orb so far removed, That light, of all material ...
'Twas on the morning of that fateful day When Cyrus met on Thymbra's spacious plain The mighty host by wealthy ...
MOODS OF GINGER MICKThis book was dedicated to "THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE ...
I.Ye subjects of Britain, attend to my ...
Scene--Sparta. The shade of Leonidas, brought by the ministers of Pluto from the Infernal Regions at the commencement ...
'Tis the part of a wise Man to examine the means of attaining the end, that he be not foiled ...
Through the valleys, softly creeping 'Mid the tree-tops, tempest-tossed, see the cloud-forms seeking, peeping For the loved ones that are ...
Hold back, sub-editor! You march and planSo much more swiftly than the soldiers can.They take a trench or two, a ...
I am an Abolitionist!I glory in the name:Though now by Slavery's minions hiss'd And covered o'er with shame,It is a ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
YE hypocrites! are these your pranks? To murder men and give God thanks! Desist, for shame!-proceed no further; God won't ...
Much wine had passed, with grave discourse Of who fucks who, and who does worse (Such as you usually do ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Close by those meads, for ever crown'd with flow'rs, Where Thames with pride surveys his rising tow'rs, There stands a ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
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