On Marquis Wellington (Mary Abel Clinckett Poems)
1.OH ! blow the loud Trumpet of Wellington's fame,Let the blast echo far as the Earth's widest bounds;For the sound ...
1.OH ! blow the loud Trumpet of Wellington's fame,Let the blast echo far as the Earth's widest bounds;For the sound ...
IFirst I asked the honeybee,Busy in the balmy bowers;Saying, "Sweetheart, tell it me:Have you seen her, honeybee?She is cousin to ...
Whose counted smile of hours and days, supposeI know as spectrum of the sea and pledgeVastly now parting gulf on ...
Sons of the youth and the truth of the nation,Ye that are met to remember the manWhose valor gave birth ...
O my soul! a few short moments Let us from the world retire;Let us leave these scenes of darkness And to brighter ...
Absent or present, still to thee, My friend, what magic spells belong!As all can tell, who share, like me, In turn thy ...
THE BODY Call in the dancers. THE SOUL All is vain. We live, and living is the pain We die ...
'Among many nations was there no King like him.' -Nehemiah, xiii, 26. 'Know ye not that there is a ...
Lady of the seven sorrows which are love, What sacrificial way First led your feet to, those remoter heights Which, ...
Oshagan's most sacred tomb, Land of genius, from where today, A magnificent history Of fifteen tempestuous centuries, Freely moves toward ...
Three errors there are, that forever are found On the lips of the good, on the lips of the best;But ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
Three errors there are, that forever are found On the lips of the good, on the lips of the best; ...
The God of Scribes looked down and saw The bitter band of seven, Who had outraged his holy law And ...
LEaue lady, in your glasse of christall clene, Your goodly selfe for euermore to vew: and in my selfe, my ...
Many a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of Misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
If Mary had known When she held her Babe's hands in her own Little hands that were tender and white ...
I opened the ink-well and smoke filled the room. The smoke formed the giant frog-cat of my doom. His web ...
In the heart of the Hills of Life, I know Two springs that with unbroken flow Forever pour their lucent ...
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