Things That Never Die (Charles Dickens Poem)
The pure, the bright, the beautiful that stirred our hearts in youth, The impulses to wordless prayer, The streams of ...
The pure, the bright, the beautiful that stirred our hearts in youth, The impulses to wordless prayer, The streams of ...
Delia, the unkindest girl on earth, When I besought the fair, That favour of intrinsic worth A ringlet of her ...
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
I There was an ancient City, stricken down With a strange frenzy, and for many a day They paced from ...
A BOAT beneath a sunny sky, Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July -- Children three that nestle near, ...
A boat, beneath a sunny sky Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July -- Children three that nestle near, ...
Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh ...
Come we to the summer, to the summer we will come, For the woods are full of bluebells and the ...
If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move ...
Go, then, and join the murmuring city's throng! Me thou dost leave to solitude and tears; To busy phantasies, and ...
1 The chestnut steed stood by the gate His noble master's will to wait, The woody park so green and ...
That summer sun, whose genial glow Now cheers my drooping spirit so Must cold and distant be, And only light ...
I'm buried now; I've done with life; I've done with hate, revenge and strife; I've done with joy, and hope ...
BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the ...
How beautiful the earth is still, To thee - how full of happiness! How little fraught with real ill, Or ...
Beautiful cloud! with folds so soft and fair, Swimming in the pure quiet air! Thy fleeces bathed in sunlight, while ...
For moveless limbs no pity I crave, That never were swift! Still all I prize, Laughter and thought and friends, ...
Mamua, when our laughter ends, And hearts and bodies, brown as white, Are dust about the doors of friends, Or ...
Hands and lit faces eddy to a line; The dazed last minutes click; the clamour dies. Beyond the great-swung arc ...
As he said vanity, so vain say I, Oh! Vanity, O vain all under sky; Where is the man can ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft, and charms so ...
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft and charm so ...
My sister! my sweet sister! if a name Dearer and purer were, it should be thine; Mountains and seas divide ...
ANDROMACHE, I think of you! The stream, The poor, sad mirror where in bygone days Shone all the majesty of ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
I. I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so, Since now at length my fate I know, Since nothing all my love ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
SWEET fa's the eve on Craigieburn, And blythe awakes the morrow; But a' the pride o' Spring's return Can yield ...
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