The Beggar to Mab, The Queen Fairy (Robert Herrick Poems)
Please your Grace, from out your storeGive an alms to one that's poor,That your mickle may have more.Black I'm grown ...
Please your Grace, from out your storeGive an alms to one that's poor,That your mickle may have more.Black I'm grown ...
So dreamy-soft the notes, so far awayThey seem to fall, the horns of OberonBlow their faint Hunt's-up from the good-time ...
I. Like the sweet Naiad of the Grecian's dreams,A Spirit born of Song — unseen, all-seeing—Lives deep within our dark ...
GOD of this Planet! for the name best fitsThe purblind view, which men of this "dim spot"Can take of THEE, ...
O, ye have lost, Mountains, and moors, and meads, the radiant throng That peopled your green solitudes, and filled The ...
Let's talk about love, that wonderful thing,Let's blend the scent of Venice with Paris in Spring,Let's gaze at that moon ...
Sherwood in the twilight, is Robin Hood awake?Grey and ghostly shadows are gliding through the brake,Shadows of the dappled deer, ...
"Oft I've implor'd the gods in vain, And pray'd till I've been weary; For once I'll seek my wish ...
(OBERON loquitur.)ALAS! they have stolen my Fairy Princess, And where they have hidden her I cannot guess. But my life ...
HER Leghorn hat was of the bright gold tintThe setting sunbeams give to autumn clouds;The ribband that encircled it as ...
INow, in the moonrise, from a wintry sky,The frost has come to charm with elfin mightThis quiet room; to draw ...
Ladybird, ladybird! fly away home! The field-mouse has gone to her nest,The daisies have shut up their sleepy red eyes, ...
ILet me dream a while; the day is done;Let me drift away in Charon's barge;Moonlight pours upon the Isle of ...
It was a spot so quiet that the stream Was in itself a silence, and the wood Slept as if ...
THE FAIRY TEMPLE; OR, OBERON'S CHAPEL DEDICATED TO MR JOHN MERRIFIELD, COUNSELLOR AT LAW RARE TEMPLES THOU HAST SEEN, I ...
Please your Grace, from out your store Give an alms to one that's poor, That your mickle may have more. ...
The child alone a poet is: Spring and Fairyland are his. Truth and Reason show but dim, And all's poetry ...
But let us leave Queen Mab a while, Through many a gate, o'er many a stile, That now had gotten ...
My OBERON, with ev'ry sprite "That gilds the vapours of the night, "Shall dance and weave the verdant ring "With ...
Doubt no more that Oberon- Never doubt that Pan Lived, and played a reed, and ran After nymphs in a ...
Master Timmy brisk and airy Blythe as Oberon the fairy On thy head thy cousin wishes Thousand and ten thousand ...
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