Cooranbean (Henry Kendall Poems)
Years fifty, and seven to boot, have smitten the children of menSince sound of a voice or a foot came ...
Years fifty, and seven to boot, have smitten the children of menSince sound of a voice or a foot came ...
Hark! The wind in heaven's towerMoaneth for the passing hour.Heaven's tower is broad and high;In its quiet chambers lieLaughing lovers. ...
"CAN the soul die, believe you? Because it seems to meMy soul is dead and buried, So still it seems to be."It ...
By ev'ry sweet tradition of true hearts,Graven by Time, in love with his own lore;By all old martyrdoms and antique ...
Waileth a woman, "O my God!"A breaking heart in a broken breath,A hopeless cry o'er her heart-hope's death!Can words catch ...
"I. Is this as it should be? Wolf of Stomach! Wealth is fed; Riches miss no daily bread. Tooth of ...
(THE TALE)Cometh the Wind from the garden, fragrant and full of sweet singing—Under my tree where I sit cometh the ...
(THE TALE) Cometh the Wind from the garden, fragrant and full of sweet singing-- Under my tree where I sit ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
(From the early Anglo-Saxon text) May I for my own self song's truth reckon, Journey's jargon, how I in harsh ...
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