Agatha (Alfred Austin Poem)
SHE wanders in the April woods, That glisten with the fallen shower; She leans her face against the buds, She ...
SHE wanders in the April woods, That glisten with the fallen shower; She leans her face against the buds, She ...
Well,-it was two days after my husband died- Two days! And the earth still raw above him. And I was ...
October - and the skies are cool and gray O'er stubbles emptied of their latest sheaf, Bare meadow, and the ...
O lesson well and wisely taught Stay with me to the last, That all my life may better be For ...
A little kingdom I possess where thoughts and feelings dwell, And very hard I find the task of governing it ...
Here is my gift, not roses on your grave, not sticks of burning incense. You lived aloof, maintaining to the ...
Under her dark veil she wrung her hands. "Why are you so pale today?" "Because I made him drink of ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
STRAIT is the spot and green the sod From whence my sorrows flow; And soundly sleeps the ever dear Inhabitant ...
HAD I a cave on some wild distant shore, Where the winds howl to the wave's dashing roar: There would ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
WEE, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi' ...
On Turning her up in her Nest with the Plough Wee, sleekit, cow'rin', tim'rous beastie, O what a panic's in ...
I mind me in the days departed, How often underneath the sun With childish bounds I used to run To ...
I. Dead ! One of them shot by the sea in the east, And one of them shot in the ...
And wilt thou have me fashion into speech The love I bear thee, finding words enough, And hold the torch ...
THANK God, bless God, all ye who suffer not More grief than ye can weep for. That is well-- That ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
To give life you must take life, and as our grief falls flat and hollow upon the billion-blooded sea I ...
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