Beer (Charles Stuart Calverley Poems)
In those old days which poets say were golden — (Perhaps they laid the gilding on ...
In those old days which poets say were golden — (Perhaps they laid the gilding on ...
Between the green bud and the redYouth sat and sang by Time, and shed From eyes and tresses flowers ...
1 The autumn shade is thin. Grey leaves lie faint Where they will lie, and, where the thick green was, ...
_HARCOMBE NEAR LYME_September: 1878 Before me with one happy heave Of golden green the hillside curves, ...
1. HAWKSHAW 3rd Trinity. 5. KINGLAKE 3rd Trinity. 2. PIGOTT Corpus. ...
IAll valor died not on the plains of Troy.Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joyTo sing of deeds as ...
In the days when every seaport had its figureheads to show —Queens, princesses, sea-nymphs, witches, girls of all sorts, row ...
Composed as I am, like others, of elements on certain well-known lists,father's seed and mother's egggathering earth, air, fire, mostly ...
She waited in a rose-hued room;A wanton-hearted creature she,But beautiful and bright to seeAs some great orchid just in bloom.Upon ...
The full, clear moon uprose and spreadHer cold, pale splendor o'er the sea;A light-strewn path that seemed to leadOutward into ...
Even the beauteous must die! This vanquishes men and immortals; But of the Stygian god moves not the bosom of ...
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
Inside this northern summer's fold The fields are full of naked gold, Broadcast from heaven on lands it loves; The ...
Between the green bud and the red Youth sat and sang by Time, and shed From eyes and tresses flowers ...
Even the beauteous must die! This vanquishes men and immortals; But of the Stygian god moves not the bosom of ...
O crows circling over my head and cawing! I admit to being, at times, Suddenly, and without the slightest warning, ...
It is no night to drown in: A full moon, river lapsing Black beneath bland mirror-sheen, The blue water-mists dropping ...
Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen Him whom they heard so late ...
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