To The North Americans (Janet Hamilton Poems)
"O foolish people, and unwise,"Who stop your ears and shut your eyes,Though common-sense and flagrant factsProclaim the madness of your ...
"O foolish people, and unwise,"Who stop your ears and shut your eyes,Though common-sense and flagrant factsProclaim the madness of your ...
O give no more to flagrant Wrong The chances you refuse to Right,Nor let a boon to Vice belong Wherein the virtuous ...
There are many things that boys may know-- Why this and that are thus and so,-- Who made the world in the ...
He had no heart for war, its ways and means,Its train of machinations and machines,Its murky provenance, its flagrant ends;His ...
Beautiful star with the crimson lipsAnd flagrant daffodil hair,Come back, come back, in the shaking shipsO'er the much-overrated sea,To the ...
High on a gorgeous seat, that far out-shoneHenley's gilt tub, or Flecknoe's Irish throne,Or that where on her Curlls the ...
Lazy laughing languid Jenny,Fond of a kiss and fond of a guinea,Whose head upon my knee to-nightRests for a while, ...
HAPPY the land, round which the ocean flows,Whose ebbing waves its fertile soil compose.The shepherd fearless leads his flocks to ...
Dearly beloved Countrymen and Friends, Accept the verse an half--starv'd Poet sends: Who scant of paper in these needy times, ...
'Again the sun is hot and high in heaven;The rustic sweats beneath the sultry ray;The idler seeks the shady walk; ...
An ode after Easter.Cast wide the folding doorways of the East,For now is light increased!And the wind-besomed chambers of the ...
Lo, in the sanctuaried East,Day, a dedicated priestIn all his robes pontifical exprest,Lifteth slowly, lifteth sweetly,From out its Orient tabernacle ...
WHAT bishop of Rochester rather would die,Than with Henry 's supremacy basely comply?What martyr of Antioch yields up his breath,By ...
AH, who can tell which guide were bestTo truth long sought, but unattained -The early faith, or late unrest?What age ...
DEAR MARY ! while youth's summer lasts,Come, taste life's pleasures in our bloom,Ere age, with its corroding blasts,Lay beauty's honours ...
TRUTH is enough for prose: Calmly it goes To tell just what it knows.For verse, skill will suffice— Delicate, nice ...
We were water babes, born in the arms of a sparkling brook that patiently took us into its heart. At ...
Colours in lamplight are previews, scarcely eschewed as wave-length turbulence tuned to closeness and friendship. Colours in firelight are skin-warmed ...
Now, man of croziers, shadows called our names And then away, away, like whirling flames; And now fled by, mist-covered, ...
Under the harvest moon, When the soft silver Drips shimmering Over the garden nights, Death, the gray mocker, Comes and ...
A heap of wheat, says the Song of Songs but I've never seen wheat in a pile. Apples, potatoes, cabbages, ...
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