Mazelli – Canto II (George W Sands Poems)
I.He stood where the mountain moss outspreadIts smoothness beneath his dusky foot;The chestnut boughs above his head,Hung motionless and mute.There ...
I.He stood where the mountain moss outspreadIts smoothness beneath his dusky foot;The chestnut boughs above his head,Hung motionless and mute.There ...
The succession of day and nightIs the architect of events.The succession of day and nightIs the fountain-head of life and ...
Gloriana's EnglandFORTH sped thy gallant sailors, blithe and free,Fearing nor foeman's hate, nor iron clime,Nor Lima's flame, nor Plata's fever-slime,So ...
1863O'er the land, a hush had fallen,Hearts Thrilled expectantly,Till from twice two million voices,Rang the glad cry, "We are free!"Then ...
He lives, still he lives! In the mountain fast,soaked in blood, he lies and groans,a rebel, wounded in the chest,a ...
"All quiet along the Potomac," they say,Except now and then a stray picketIs shot as he walks on his beat ...
Spain! You are the trustee of the Muslimblood:In my eyes you are sanctified like the Harem.Prints of prostration lie hidden ...
"Where sculptured temples once appeared to sight, Now dismal ruins meet the moon's pale light,-- Where regal pomp once shone with gorgeous ...
CLOSE to the verge of fourscore crowded yearsYour heart is strong, your soul serene and bright;As when confronting first life's ...
No not to-night, dear child; I cannot go; I'm busy, tired; they knew I should not come; you do not ...
_PROTHALAMION_1503Love who art above us all,Guard the treasure on her way,Flower of England, fair and tall,Maiden-wise and maiden-gay,As her northward ...
In memory of S. B. V., 1834-1909... so what the lame four-poster gathered hereBetween the lips of stale and seasoned ...
(an excerpt from the epic The Baptism at The Savica)The warring clouds have vanished from the skies;The war of men ...
Orpheus, the night is full of tears and cries, And hardly for the storm and ruin shed Can ...
Part of the vine, so I must remain an abiding presence in my life the spirit, the lifeblood, coursing through ...
The sublime mystery of faith the one way He could have come into the world to be wholly human, truly ...
Orpheus, the night is full of tears and cries, And hardly for the storm and ruin shed Can even thine ...
It does not hurt. She looked along the knife Smiling, and watched the thick drops mix and run Down the ...
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