The Parsonage Improved (Henry James Pye Poems)
Where gentle Deva's lucid waters glide In slow meanders thro' the winding vale, And fertile Cestria's pastures green divide; Deep in the bosom ...
Where gentle Deva's lucid waters glide In slow meanders thro' the winding vale, And fertile Cestria's pastures green divide; Deep in the bosom ...
TO J F HNine years have slipt like hour-glass sandFrom life's still-emptying globe away,Since last, dear friend, I clasped your ...
I.SEE where the man wakes late from his dreaming,Late in the night from the sleep that has been;See where regret ...
Some years ago, ere time and tasteHad turned our parish topsy-turvy,When Darnel Park was Darnel Waste,And roads as little known ...
SOME years ago, ere time and tasteHad turn'd our parish topsy-turvy,When Darnel Park was Darnel Waste,And roads as little known ...
I LOVE Queen August's stately sway,And all her fragrant south winds say,With vague, mysterious meanings fraught,Of unimaginable thought;Those winds, 'mid ...
SHE rose amid the Nations, tall and fair, The wide South seas kissed at her garment hem, Lights of new ...
LINES , in addition to the treasureOf poesy, culled for the pleasureOf beau and belle and gentle dame,When seated round ...
EDWARD SHORE.Genius! thou gift of Heav'n! thou light divine!Amid what dangers art thou doom'd to shine!Oft will the body's weakness ...
You, dear, have heard me vaunt a memory The which by trodden paths will ...
RING, bells! flags, fly! and let the great crowd roar Its ecstasy. Let the hid heart in prayer ...
Days, when the ball of our visionHad eagles that flew unabashed to sun;When the grasp on the bow was decision,And ...
I know him, February's thrush,And loud at eve he valentinesOn sprays that paw the naked bushWhere soon will sprout the ...
332There are two Ripenings-one-of sight-Whose forces Spheric windUntil the Velvet productDrop spicy to the ground-A homelier maturing-A process in the ...
There are two Ripenings -- one -- of sight -- Whose forces Spheric wind Until the Velvet product Drop spicy ...
I should have been too glad, I see -- Too lifted -- for the scant degree Of Life's penurious Round ...
Of the old house, only a few, crumbled Courses of brick, smothered in nettle and dock, Or a shaped stone ...
Now can you see the monument? It is of wood built somewhat like a box. No. Built like several boxes ...
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