The Queen’s Ball (Carolyn Clive Poems)
HOW soon forgotten are the Dead! A splendid throng the Palace calls To meet and revel in its halls; And ...
HOW soon forgotten are the Dead! A splendid throng the Palace calls To meet and revel in its halls; And ...
I Spring found us early that eventful year, Seeming to know in her clairvoyant way The bitterness ...
A tall brave man of gray three score,The sable columns rode before,The knightliest of the knightly throng,The bravest of the ...
Listen to the Poet's story Of an ancient bell,Freighted with its wreaths of glory, With its fate as well:On Alhambra's ...
COM'ST thou with swift wing in thy strength, O Wind!Wilt thou not to my helpless age be kind?And lightly o'er ...
Early in life, when hope seems prophecy, And strong desire can sometimes mould a fate, My dream was ...
(LEGEND OF THE CLIFF HOUSE, SAN FRANCISCO)Where the sturdy ocean breezeDrives the spray of roaring seas,That the Cliff House balconies ...
Fair Estelle.* * * * *Thy gentle nature, owns no sense, Estelle!Like that which Warriors feel when arrows rattle,Nor can ...
Their schoolboy days have form'd a theme,For nearly all the bards I know,But mine are like a fading dreamWhich happen'd ...
"AT length, departed saint! thy pangs are o'er, And earthly suff'ring shall be thine no more; Like some young rose-bud, ...
"HOW many a day, in various hues array'd, Bright with gay sun-shine, or eclips'd with shade; How many an hour, ...
OF thee, dear boy, the muse shall sing,With joy she strikes the tuneful string,To hail thy natal hour;And O may ...
Rest, rest, afflicted spirit, quickly passThine hour of bitter suffering! Rest awaits thee,There, where, the load of weary life laid ...
FEAR not, sweet Bird! thy flutt'ring cease,Nor deem thy freedom fled:Soon shalt thou feel thy glad release;No evil need'st thou ...
My father's grandfather lives still, His age is fourscore years and ten;He looks a monument of time, The agedest of ...
My desk is cleared of the litter of ages; Before me glitter the fair white pages; My fountain pen is ...
It seldom snowed they said, and they were nearly right. In all of nine eventful seasons crystal white on average ...
Flak. An eventful thought came to me, who squirm in my hole. How will the matter end? Who's king these ...
DAUGHTER of Chaos' doting years, Nurse of ten thousand hopes and fears, Whether thy airy, insubstantial shade (The rights of ...
All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, ...
'Twas on the 9th of September, a very beautiful day, That a numerous English army came in grand array, And ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories