The Brothers: By A Scotch Bard And English Reviewer (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
I AM two brothers with one face, So which is the real man who can trace? (My wrongs are raging ...
I AM two brothers with one face, So which is the real man who can trace? (My wrongs are raging ...
Across the sea the swift sad message dartsAnd beats with sudden pang against our hearts.Under the elm-trees in his homestead ...
November: 1674Cloked in gray threadbare poverty, and blind,Age-weak, and desolate, and beloved of God;High-heartedness to long repulse resign'd,Yet bating not ...
Minstrel, what have you to doWith this man that, after you,Sharing not your happy fate,Sat as England's Laureate?Vainly, in these ...
It seems to mock me: all this heat and bloom, And the shrill paeans of the laureate bird; As though ...
Oh bard! what though upon thy mortal eyes There fell no glimmering ray of earthly light, And the deep shadow ...
785They have a little Odor-that to meIs metre-nay-'tis melody-And spiciest at fading-indicate-A Habit-of a Laureate-(Emily Dickinson)
In the valley of the Pegnitz, where across broad meadow-lands Rise the blue Franconian mountains, Nuremberg, the ancient, stands. Quaint ...
They have a little Odor -- that to me Is metre -- nay -- 'tis melody -- And spiciest at ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
I'm glad I am alive, to see and feel The full deliciousness of this bright day, That's like a heart ...
TO you, sir, this summons I've sent, Pray, whip till the pownie is freathing; But if you demand what I ...
It brings to mind Swift leaving a fortune to Dublin 'For the founding of a lunatic asylum - no place ...
AGAINST THE GRAIN "Oxford be silent, I this truth must write Leeds hath for rarities undone thee quite." - William ...
I am a poet of the Hudson River and the heights above it, the lights, the stars, and the bridges ...
Her smile ineffably is sweet, Devinely she is slim; Yet oh how weary are her feet, How aches her every ...
O Sacred Muse, my lyre excuse! - My verse is vagrant singing; Rhyme I invoke for simple folk Of penny-wise ...
Ne Rubeam, Pingui donatus Munere (Horace, Epistles II.i.267) While you, great patron of mankind, sustain The balanc'd world, and open ...
Minstrel, what have you to do With this man that, after you, Sharing not your happy fate, Sat as England's ...
[The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but ...
In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, ...
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