Rachel (John Lawson Stoddard Poems)
'Twas sunset in Jerusalem; the lightStill lingered on the city's walls, and crownedMount Olivet with splendor, while below,Among the trees ...
'Twas sunset in Jerusalem; the lightStill lingered on the city's walls, and crownedMount Olivet with splendor, while below,Among the trees ...
The day of tumult, strife, defeat, was o'er;Worn out with toil, and noise, and scorn, and spleen,I slumbered, and in ...
"Lord Byron" was an Englishman A poet I believe,His first works in old England Was poorly received.Perhaps it was "Lord Byron's" fault And ...
Dead fifty years? No so,Nay, fifty years agoDeath, obloquy and spite,To curse his ashes came.But lo, the living lightBeneath the ...
Or praise or obloquy is hers,As history has viewed herTo some a 1-der she appears,To others but a 2-dor. (John ...
Behold, even I, even I am Beatrice.(Div. Com. Purg. xxx.)OF Florence and of BeatriceServant and singer from of old,O'er Dante's ...
When late Protectorship was Canon-Proof,And _Cap-a-pe_ had seiz'd on _Whitehall_-Roof,And next, on _Israelites_ durst look so big,That _Tory-like_, it lov'd ...
COME , then, explore with me each winding glen,Far from the noisy haunts of busy men;Let us with stedfast eye ...
Only a few short years ago, there satA youth on one of old Rome's seven hills,Beneath a ruined temple, and ...
Patience, when heathen darkness veil'd the world,Was that high spirit of unbending pride,That dar'd to err, but was asham'd to ...
You have the grit and the guts, I know; You are ready to answer blow for blow You are virile, ...
Whene'er I read some savage tale Of punishment devisedBy tyrants in an olden day, When serfs were victimised,I reverently tell ...
and the sun wields mercybut like a jet torch carried to high,and the jets whip across its sightand rockets leap ...
I.In ev'ry Town, where Thamis rolls his Tyde,A narrow pass there is, with Houses low;Where ever and anon, the Stream ...
When a Lover is a Beggar Abject is his Knee -- When a Lover is an Owner Different is he ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
and the sun weilds mercy but like a jet torch carried to high, and the jets whip across its sight ...
You have the grit and the guts, I know; You are ready to answer blow for blow You are virile, ...
I O THOU, that sit'st upon a throne, With harp of high majestic tone, To praise the King of kings; ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
So spake the Son of God; and Satan stood A while as mute, confounded what to say, What to reply, ...
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