Musing on a Great Soldier (Frederic Herbert Trench Poems)
Fear? Yes_ . . . I heard you saying In an Oxford common-room Where the hearth-light's kindly raying Stript the ...
Fear? Yes_ . . . I heard you saying In an Oxford common-room Where the hearth-light's kindly raying Stript the ...
THERE'S the mother at the doorway, and the children at the gate,And the little parlor windows with the curtains white ...
Since that which issues from the sovereign head Springs from a source so weak and insecure, And beauty's charm no ...
Within my mind I keep a holy plot, Where such ideas as wear unsullied white May move through scenes of ...
Now Jones had left his new-wed bride to keep his house in order, And hied away to the Hurrum Hills ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
HOW weak is man! how changeable his mind! His promises are naught, too oft we find; I vowed (I hope ...
HOWEVER exquisite we BEAUTY find, It satiates sense, and palls upon the mind: Brown bread as well as white must ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
The brave Geraint, a knight of Arthur's court, A tributary prince of Devon, one Of that great Order of the ...
"We are false and evanescent, and aware of our deceit, From the straw that is our vitals to the clay ...
NOTE.-The following imaginary dialogue between Alexander Hamilton and Aaron Burr, which is not based upon any specific incident in American ...
(AMSTERDAM, 1645) And there you are again, now as you are. Observe yourself as you discern yourself In your discredited ...
Could he have made Priscilla share The paradise that he had planned, Llewellyn would have loved his wife As well ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
Hot August noon: already on that day Since sunrise through the Wiltshire downs, most sad Of mouth and eye, he ...
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