The Maid-Martyr (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Only you'd have me speak. Whether to speakOr whether to be silent is all one;Whether to sleep and in my dreaming ...
Only you'd have me speak. Whether to speakOr whether to be silent is all one;Whether to sleep and in my dreaming ...
Wha was ance like Willie Gairlace, Wha in neeboring town or farm?Beauty's bloom shone in his fair face, Deadly strength was in ...
Wild ridge on ridge the wooded hills arise,Between whose breezy vistas gulfs of skiesPilot great clouds like towering argosies,And hawk ...
Let us go far from here!Here there is sadness in the early year:Here sorrow waits where joy went laughing late:The ...
Demeter sad! the wells of sorrow lay Eternal gushing in thy lonely path. Methinks I see her now--an awful shape Tall o'er a ...
When, one by one, the stars have trembled through Eve's shadowy hues of violet, rose, and fire-- As on a pansy-bloom the ...
Pixie, kobold, elf, and spriteAll are on their rounds to-night,-In the wan moon's silver rayThrives their helter-skelter play.Fond of cellar, ...
Hear me, Brother, gently met;Just a little, turn, not yet,Thou shalt laugh, and soon forget:Now the midnight draweth near.I have ...
The long days came and went; the riotous beesTore the warm grapes in many a dusty vine,And men grew faint ...
LIKE souls that balance joy and pain, With tears and smiles from heaven again The maiden Spring upon the plain ...
How empty seems the town now you are gone! A wilderness of sad streets, where gaunt walls Hide nothing to ...
(a) they seek to celebrate the word not to bring their knives out on a poem dissecting it to find ...
The curlew and the heron call, the hissing mud and whispering wings beat eery through the idle air until the ...
LIKE souls that balance joy and pain, With tears and smiles from heaven again The maiden Spring upon the plain ...
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