The Poor Boy’s Christmas (Ellis Parker Butler Poems)
Observe, my child, this pretty scene, And note the air of pleasure keen With which the widow's orphan boy Toots ...
Observe, my child, this pretty scene, And note the air of pleasure keen With which the widow's orphan boy Toots ...
A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower, Each one its own sweet feeling breathes With more or ...
A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower, Each one its own sweet feeling breathes With more or ...
Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, ...
Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, ...
Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
Give'' and ``It-shall-be-given-unto-you.'' I. Grand rough old Martin Luther Bloomed fables---flowers on furze, The better the uncouther: Do roses stick ...
WHY, ye tenants of the lake, For me your wat'ry haunt forsake? Tell me, fellow-creatures, why At my presence thus ...
Chorus.-Bonie lassie, will ye go, Will ye go, will ye go, Bonie lassie, will ye go To the birks of ...
LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The ...
O THOU, who in the heavens does dwell, Who, as it pleases best Thysel', Sends ane to heaven an' ten ...
LORD, we thank, and thee adore, For temporal gifts we little merit; At present we will ask no more- Let ...
AGAIN the silent wheels of time Their annual round have driven, And you, tho' scarce in maiden prime, Are so ...
Can it be right to give what I can give ? To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears ...
I am like, They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth Of delicate ...
I lived with visions for my company Instead of men and women, years ago, And found them gentle mates, nor ...
Can it be right to give what I can give? To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears As ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
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