The Charity Ball (Hattie Howard Poems)
There was many a token of festal display, And reveling crowds who were never so gay, And, as it were AEolus charming ...
There was many a token of festal display, And reveling crowds who were never so gay, And, as it were AEolus charming ...
Bulwark of England, God-given Liberty!Name much malign'd, yet noble and glorious, How rarely the masses who claim thee Judge as they ought ...
Even in such a scene of senseless playThe children were surprised one summer-dayBy a strange man who called across the ...
So this is what it's like when loveleaves, and one is disappointedthat the body and mind continue to exist,exacting payment ...
Great Lord, to whom infinitiues of fame Flock like night starres about the siluer Moone,That giuest new fier to learnings late ...
The young are quick of speech.Grown middle-aged, I teachCorrosion and distrust,Exacting what I must.A poem is what standsWhen imperceptive hands,Feeling, ...
ILMARINEN'S WOOING.ILMARINEN, hero-blacksmith,The eternal metal-worker,Hastens forward to the court-roomOf the hostess of Pohyola,Of the master of the Northland,Hastens through the ...
Yet to the wondrous St. Peter's, and yet to the solemn Rotunda, Mingling with heroes and gods, yet to the ...
Oh, my brothers do not wrangle. When the sweets of office dangle At a most inviting angle ...
Life is not all for effort: there are hours,When fancy breaks from the exacting will,And rebel though takes schoolboy's holiday,Rejoicing ...
She loves with love that cannot tire: And if, ah, woe! she loves alone, Through passionate duty ...
What are these women up to? They've gone and strung Drapes over the windows, cutting out light And the slightest ...
COLD philosophers, so aptWith your formulas exacting,In your problems so enwrapt,And your theories distracting;Webs of metaphysic doubtOn your wheels forever ...
Daughter of old England! Buckle on his sword:Forth to fight for England Goes your king and lord, —Goes ...
Sadly dejected, fair Britannia sat,Imploring thus the Genius of her State,Rise to my Aid, she cry'd, some Hero rise,Protect my ...
Who gives him the Bath? "I," said the wet, Rank-Jungle-sweat, "I'll give him the Bath!" Who'll sing the psalms? "We," ...
"You must choose between me and your cigar." -- BREACH OF PROMISE CASE, CIRCA 1885. Open the old cigar-box, get ...
Unworthy of her Breast Though by that scathing test What Soul survive? By her exacting light How counterfeit the white ...
The Spirit lasts -- but in what mode -- Below, the Body speaks, But as the Spirit furnishes -- Apart, ...
Make your daily monument the Ego, use a masochist's epistemology of shame and dog-eared certainty that others less exacting might ...
Earth in beauty dressed Awaits returning spring. All true love must die, Alter at the best Into some lesser thing. ...
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