Edwin And Isabel; Or The Nabob (Caroline Maxwell Poems)
HARK ! heard you not yon mournful bell,Slow sounding thro' the gloom;A lovely victim's fate to tell,Call'd early to the ...
HARK ! heard you not yon mournful bell,Slow sounding thro' the gloom;A lovely victim's fate to tell,Call'd early to the ...
AT first, the favour'd parents of mankindDelighted rov'd thro' EDEN'S fragrant bow'rs;Where spring and autumn, in sweet union join'd,Form'd all ...
OR THE DESERTED LOVER. ONCE rosy pleasure bless'd my smiling hours,And all her scatter'd joys around me shed:For me of ...
Not always o'er the meads and hills, From low'ring clouds, the rain distils, Nor storms with endless uproar sweep The ...
The man of God stands, on the Sabbath-day,Warning the sinners from the broad highwayThat leads to death. He rolls his ...
NYMPH of the joy-diffusing smile,The soft, endearing mien;Whose looks the heaviest grief beguile,And chear the gloomiest scene;May ev'ry Muse her ...
Never since the race was started,Had a boy in any clime,Cause to be so thankful-hearted,As the boys of present time.Not ...
2 CORINTHIANS, vii. 5. WHEN shall I sleep that long, long Sleep,From which no human voice can wake me--When o'er ...
How many scenes, O sun,Hast thou not shone upon!How many tears, O light,Have dropped before thy sight!How many heart-felt sighs,How ...
Why should I fret the passion of this string, Singing to ears that fain would have me mute-- I who ...
True, she was sweet, and lovely in thine eyes, Like some fair flower that blooms awhile, and dies: Yet O ...
O! pause a while, whoe'er thou art, That drink'st this healing Stream; If e'er Compassion o'er thy Heart Diffus'd its ...
Step on up, each one of you you, yes you, are called, invited to be transformed and to be an ...
A small church long past its birth stained windows, stained ceilings, dark stain on the pews dark runners on the ...
Words not rituals casual, heart-felt words telling the real story of the greatest sacrifice in all of human history finding ...
I RECOLLECT, that lately much I blamed, The sort of lover, avaricious named; And if in opposites we reason see, ...
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
A Gaelic bard they praise who in fourteen adjectives Named the one indivisible soul of his glen; For what are ...
"How sweetly," said the trembling maid, Of her own gentle voice afraid, So long had they in silence stood, Looking ...
Central Park: Water Fight, Flight, and Tears June 1 2001, N.Y. C., U.S.A. (1) From the five boroughs of N.Y.C., ...
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