Leander And Hero (Elizabeth Scot Poems)
COME , SESTOS and ABYDOS , aid my song;To you these elegiac strains belong.Your griefs with mine, ye wretched cities, ...
COME , SESTOS and ABYDOS , aid my song;To you these elegiac strains belong.Your griefs with mine, ye wretched cities, ...
Who murmurs, hither, hither: whoWhere nought is audible so fills the ear?Where nought is visible can make appearA veil with ...
ALAN had preached his sermon--grave, devout, Yet full of lightnings and electric shocks For tender souls who reckoned even doubt ...
THEN he goes to his chamber, a grief-song chantsalone for his lost. Too large all seems,homestead and house. So the ...
My country, noble spectre of the past; Along thy rivers, and within thy vales, There breathes a deep-toned voice, that ...
IO you poets, ever pretending Love is immortal, pipe the truth!Empty your books of lies, the ending Of no passion ...
The buried voice bespake Antigone.'O sister! couldst thou know, as thou wilt know,The bliss above, the reverence below,Enkindled by thy ...
AMONG the crowd, one, with a gayer face Than most, came swaggering; the Sabine Bard, The Roman Priest of Song, ...
Then, lady, at last thou art sick of my sighing. Good-bye!So ...
HROTHGAR spake, the Scyldings'-h elmet: —"For fight defensive, Friend my Beowulf,to succor and save, thou hast sought us here.Thy father's ...
This day Prest with our Sins, the MOST HIGH Fell. Least he should Feed on Us, Christ Satiates Death With ...
Love, I had not ever thought Thou would'st bid thy servant share Grief to which all else is naught, Grief ...
WHEN death-the dreadful shadow of the earth- Rests on the mortal face of Love's twin star, Love turns dismayed, as ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
The church flings forth a battled shade Over the moon-blanched sward: The church; my gift; whereto I paid My all ...
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
Beneath the shadow of dawn's aërial cope, With eyes enkindled as the sun's own sphere, Hope from the front of ...
Forth from Calais, at dawn of night, when sunset summer on autumn shone, Fared the steamer alert and loud through ...
WAS it light that spake from the darkness, or music that shone from the word, When the night was enkindled ...
CHORUS If with voice of words or prayers thy sons may reach thee, We thy latter sons, the men thine ...
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