A Proper Trewe Idyll Of Camelot (Eugene Field Poems)
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awayeYe poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a merrie ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awayeYe poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a merrie ...
ELLA kept anxious vigil by the bed: How strange it is to watch through creeping hours A face which was ...
I WAS a laughing child, and gaily dweltWhere murmuring brooks, and dark blue rivers roll'd,And shadowy trees outspread their silent ...
Whene'er I read some savage tale Of punishment devisedBy tyrants in an olden day, When serfs were victimised,I reverently tell ...
Give me this day a faith not personal,As follows: The American people fully armedWith assurance policies, righteous and harmed,Battle the ...
Too late, alas! the song To remedy the wrong; -- The rooms are taken from us, swept and garnished for ...
'TWAS a death-bed summons, and forth I went By the way of the Western Wall, so drear On that winter ...
Love always trusts, Not prejudging, open always hoping for the best enduring even when harmed in the past No running ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
The cruelty of P. L. Brown- (He had ten toes as good as mine) Was known to every one in ...
The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by, As if they loved to breast the breeze ...
Full moon. Our Narragansett gales subside and the land is celebrating men of war more or less, less or more. ...
BALKIS was in her marble town, And shadow over the world came down. Whiteness of walls, towers and piers, That ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
At break of day the College Portress came: She brought us Academic silks, in hue The lilac, with a silken ...
What are we fighting for, We fellows who go to war? fighting for Freedom's sake! (You give me the belly-ache.) ...
To Jena Woodhouse This way of minutes miserably mixed With their own blinks misunderstood By birds and trees, this eye-born ...
I, who erewhile the happy Garden sung By one man's disobedience lost, now sing Recovered Paradise to all mankind, By ...
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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