The Death of Robin Hood (Eugene Field Poem)
"Give me my bow," said Robin Hood, "An arrow give to me; And where 't is shot mark thou that ...
"Give me my bow," said Robin Hood, "An arrow give to me; And where 't is shot mark thou that ...
(EGYPTIAN FOLK-SONG) Grim is the face that looks into the night Over the stretch of sands; A sullen rock in ...
Lofty and enduring is the monument I've reared,-- Come, tempests, with your bitterness assailing; And thou, corrosive blasts of time, ...
AWAY, delights! go seek some other dwelling, For I must die. Farewell, false love! thy tongue is ever telling Lie ...
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
IN ev'ry age, at Naples, we are told, Intrigue and gallantry reign uncontrolled; With beauteous objects in abundance blessed. No ...
Daphne's Answer to Sylvia, declaring she should esteem all as Enemies, who should talk to her of LOVE. THEN, to ...
A plow, they say, to plow the snow. They cannot mean to plant it, no-- Unless in bitterness to mock ...
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to ...
When Stiivoren town was in its prime And queened the Zuyder Zee, Its ships went out to every clime With ...
O Hymen king. Hymen, O Hymen king, what bitter thing is this? what shaft, tearing my heart? what scar, what ...
The Tint I cannot take -- is best -- The Color too remote That I could show it in Bazaar ...
A livid sky on London And like the iron steeds that rear A shock of engines halted And I knew ...
Hadst thou a genius on thy peak, What tales, white-headed Ben, Could'st thou of ancient ages speak, That mock th' ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb Ascending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds, That crowd away before the ...
Lord, who hast suffer'd all for me, My peace and pardon to procure, The lighter cross I bear for Thee, ...
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
The sole true Something--This ! In Limbo Den It frightens Ghosts as Ghosts here frighten men-- For skimming in the ...
It may indeed be fantasy when I Essay to draw from all created things Deep, heartfelt, inward joy that closely ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman As does the Great River on to the sea and back to the matted hair of Lord ...
I woke up, it was the house where I was born, It was night, trees were crowding On all sides ...
Of the old house, only a few, crumbled Courses of brick, smothered in nettle and dock, Or a shaped stone ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
In your hidden memories There are fatal tidings of doom... A curse on sacred traditions, A desecration of happiness; And ...
I have peace to weigh your worth, now all is over, But if to praise or blame you, cannot say. ...
Out of the nothingness of sleep, The slow dreams of Eternity, There was a thunder on the deep: I came, ...
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