Tale XIX (George Crabbe Poems)
THE CONVERT.Some to our Hero have a hero's nameDenied, because no father's he could claim;Nor could his mother with precision ...
THE CONVERT.Some to our Hero have a hero's nameDenied, because no father's he could claim;Nor could his mother with precision ...
SEE! yonder badgeman with that glowing face,A meteor shining in this sober place!Vast sums were paid, and many years were ...
The mighty spirit, and its power, which stainsThe bloodless cheek, and vivifies the brains,I sing. Say, ye, its fiery vot'ries ...
WAINIOINEN'S RESCUE.Wainamoinen, old and truthful,Swam through all the deep-sea waters,Floating like a branch of aspen,Like a withered twig of willow;Swam ...
WAINAMOINEN'S BOAT-BUILDING.Wainamoinen, ancient minstrel,The eternal wisdom-singer,For his boat was working lumber,Working long upon his vessel,On a fog-point jutting seaward,On an ...
Green Spring receivethThe vacant earth;The white sun shineth;Spring wind provokethTo burst and burgeonEach sprout and flower.In those dark caves where ...
In those old days which poets say were golden — (Perhaps they laid the gilding on ...
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
(AFTER EDGAR ALLAN POE)The skies they were ashen and sober, The streets they were dirty and drear;It was night in ...
IWe have no daily papers To tell of Newport capers, No proud four hundred to look down on ordinary folk;No ...
Ven der Kaiser his var bugles blow, Und say: "Fritz, to de front you must go," Den ...
O mother who sips sweetened liquors!Look down at the child on your breast;Think, think of the rough path before him,And ...
If you have learn'd to live on homely food,To feed on roots, and lupines, be not proud,Since ev'ry beggar may ...
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
Through those old Grounds of memory, The sauntering alone Is a divine intemperance A prudent man would shun. Of liquors ...
Before those cruel twins whom at one birth Incestuous Change bore to her father Time, Error and Truth, had hunted ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Close by those meads, for ever crown'd with flow'rs, Where Thames with pride surveys his rising tow'rs, There stands a ...
Little poppies, little hell flames, Do you do no harm? You flicker. I cannot touch you. I put my hands ...
In the storm-tossed Chilean sea lives the rosy conger, giant eel of snowy flesh. And in Chilean stewpots, along the ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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