The Highlanders: Part IV (Anne MacVicar Grant Poems)
NOW Winter pours his terrors o'er the plain,And icy barriers close the wild domain,From the fierce North the sweeping blast ...
NOW Winter pours his terrors o'er the plain,And icy barriers close the wild domain,From the fierce North the sweeping blast ...
NOW yellow autumn's leafy ruins lieIn faded splendor, on deserted plains,Far from the madding crowd, alone I fly,To wake in ...
This labouring, vast, Tellurian galleon,Riding at anchor off the orient sun,Had broken its cable, and stood out to spaceDown some ...
We first saw fire on the tragic slopes Where the flood-tide of France's early gain, Big with wrecked promise and ...
Uninterruptedly falls the snow,Like meagre, long wool-strands, scant and slow,O'er the meagre, long plain disconsolate.Cold with lovelessness, warm with hate.Infinite, ...
Dismal day, with the weather inclement.Inconsolably rivulets runDown the porch in front of the doorway;Through my wide-open windows they come.But ...
Be all serene, thou dull inclement sky;Be hush, ye Winds; Avenues all, be dry.Nor you, ye Roads, your rugged Garments ...
I Saw old Autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like Silence, listening To silence, for no lonely bird would ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
Praise it -- 'tis dead -- It cannot glow -- Warm this inclement Ear With the encomium it earned Since ...
My beloved called to me to come and see Steve's tears, he was crying on TV; Steve Irwin, The Crocodile ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
Apollo's wrath to man the dreadful spring Of ills innum'rous, tuneful goddess, sing! Thou who did'st first th' ideal pencil ...
While others chant of gay Elysian scenes, Of balmy zephyrs, and of flow'ry plains, My song more happy speaks a ...
We first saw fire on the tragic slopes Where the flood-tide of France's early gain, Big with wrecked promise and ...
(Time, Morning. Scene, the Shore.) Once more to daily toil--once more to wear The weeds of infamy--from every joy The ...
Glad as the weary traveller tempest-tost To reach secure at length his native coast, Who wandering long o'er distant lands ...
The strong man's hand, the snow-cool head of age, The certain-footed sympathies of youth - These, and that lofty passion ...
You are a friend then, as I make it out, Of our man Shakespeare, who alone of us Will put ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
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