Bouche-Migno (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
BOUCHE-MIGNONNE lived in the mill, Past the vineyards shady,Where the sun shone on a rill Jewelled like a lady.Proud the stream with ...
BOUCHE-MIGNONNE lived in the mill, Past the vineyards shady,Where the sun shone on a rill Jewelled like a lady.Proud the stream with ...
II cling and swingOn a branch, or singThrough the cool, clear hush of Morning, O!Or fling my wingOn the air, ...
OSMOTAR THE BRIDE-ADVISERNow the bride must be instructed,Who will teach the Maid of Beauty,Who instruct the Rainbow-daughter?Osmotar, the wisdom-maiden,Kalew's fair ...
KYLLIKKI'S BROKEN VOW.Lemminkainen, artful husband,Reckless hero, Kaukomieli,Constantly beside his young wife.,Passed his life in sweet contentment,And the years rolled swiftly ...
MARIATTA--WAINAMOINEN'S DEPARTURE.Mariatta, child of beauty,Grew to maidenhood in Northland,In the cabin of her father,In the chambers of her mother,Golden ringlets, ...
THE SAMPO LOST IN THE SEA.Louhi, hostess of Pohyola,Called her many tribes together,Gave the archers bows and arrows,Gave her brave ...
ILMARINEN'S WEDDING-FEAST.Louhi, hostess of the Northland,Ancient dame of Sariola,While at work within her dwelling,Heard the whips crack on the fenlands,Heard ...
WAINAMOINEN'S BOAT-BUILDING.Wainamoinen, ancient minstrel,The eternal wisdom-singer,For his boat was working lumber,Working long upon his vessel,On a fog-point jutting seaward,On an ...
He had three sons and they, all three,When called, for the encampment left;So the poor father was bereftOf rest and ...
It was my home, not ringed with roses blowing, Nor set in meadows where cool waters croon; Parched ...
Can we stifle the old, long-lived Remorse,that lives, writhes, heaves,feeds on us, like a worm on a corpse,like oak-gall on ...
One yestereve, in the waning light,When the wind was still and the gloaming bright,There came a breath from ...
No soft-skinned Durham steers are they, No Devons plump and red, But brindled, black and iron-grey That mark the mountain-bred; ...
'Twas in the year of 1858, and on October the fourteenth day, That a fire broke out in a warehouse, ...
A wind sways the pines, And below Not a breath of wild air; Still as the mosses that glow On ...
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