A Modern Apostle V (Constance Naden Poems)
SUMMER passed by, and Autumn; Winter came With grey cold days and black unpitying nights, And many children gathered round ...
SUMMER passed by, and Autumn; Winter came With grey cold days and black unpitying nights, And many children gathered round ...
I.OF all the joys that brighten suffering earth, What joy is welcomed like a new-born child? What life so wretched, ...
I.SHE came to England from the island clime Which lies beyond the far Atlantic wave; She died in early youth--before ...
Still the loud death drum, thundering from afar,O'er the vext nations pours the storm of war:To the stern call still ...
You say there's a Being all-loving, Whose nature is justice and pity; Could you say where you ...
NEVER again! When first that sentence fell From lips so loth the bitter truth to tell, Death seemed the balance ...
In the garden yonder of yews and death,There sojournethA man who toils, and has toiled for aye.Digging the dried-up ground ...
Tell me, mother Nature! tender yet stern mother! In what nomenclature (fitlier than another) Can I laud and ...
My country, noble spectre of the past; Along thy rivers, and within thy vales, There breathes a deep-toned voice, that ...
Three days I heard them grieve when I lay dead, (It was so strange to me that they should weep!) ...
"As on a rock's stern brow entranc'd I lay, The deaf'ning surges bursting at my feet, Light Fancy at my ...
413I never felt at Home-Below--And in the Handsome SkiesI shall not feel at Home-I know-I don't like Paradise-Because it's Sunday-all ...
The seraph sings before the manifest God-One, and in the burning of the Seven, And with the full life of ...
THE seraph sings before the manifest God-One, and in the burning of the Seven, And with the full life of ...
RECORDERS ages hence! Come, I will take you down underneath this impassive exterior-I will tell you what to say of ...
Once for the sceptre of Germany, fought with Bavarian Louis Frederick, of Hapsburg descent, both being called to the throne. ...
Fear, like a living fire that only death Might one day cool, had now in Avon's eyes Been witness for ...
O'Leary was a poet-for a while: He sang of many ladies frail and fair, The rolling glory of their golden ...
Since you remember Nimmo, and arrive At such a false and florid and far drawn Confusion of odd nonsense, I ...
I Partly to think, more to be left alone, George Annandale said something to his friends- A word or two, ...
"Whether all towns and all who live in them- So long as they be somewhere in this world That we ...
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