The Faithful Friend (Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton Poems)
O, FRIEND! whose heart the grave doth shroud from human joy or woe, Know'st thou who wanders by thy tomb, ...
O, FRIEND! whose heart the grave doth shroud from human joy or woe, Know'st thou who wanders by thy tomb, ...
Vanity of vanities, all is vanity--SOLOMON.What are life's joys and gains?What pleasures crowd its ways,That man should take such painsTo ...
"He rises and begins to round, He drops the silver chain of sound Of many links without a break, In ...
To pomp and pageantry in nought allied,A noble peasant, Isaac Ashford, died.Noble he was, contemning all things mean, His truth ...
In all we do, and hear, and see,Is restless Toil and Vanity.While yet the rolling earth abides,Men come and go ...
Young as the youngest who donned the Gray, True as the truest that wore it,Brave as the bravest he marched ...
Tie the strings to my life, my Lord, Then I am ready to go! Just a look ...
The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall, The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat, And slender ...
We're marchin' on relief over Injia's sunny plains, A little front o' Christmas-time an' just be'ind the Rains; Ho! get ...
Immortal is an ample word When what we need is by But when it leaves us for a time 'Tis ...
Tie the Strings to my Life, My Lord, Then, I am ready to go! Just a look at the Horses ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
1) An individual spider web identifies a species: an order of instinct prevails through all accidents of circumstance, though possibility ...
A goddess, with a siren's grace,-- A sun-haired girl on a craggy place Above a bay where fish-boats lay Drifting ...
WHO has gone farthest? For lo! have not I gone farther? And who has been just? For I would be ...
Yet one Song more! one high and solemn strain Ere PAEAN! on thy temple's ruined wall I hang the silent ...
THe rolling wheele that runneth often round, The hardest steele in tract of time doth teare: and drizling drops that ...
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his ...
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