On Buonaparte’s Coronation (Christian Milne Poems)
'TIS painful to a Briton's eyes,To see a tyrant in disguiseUsurping LOUIS ' throne;While Peers and Prelates round him crowd,And ...
'TIS painful to a Briton's eyes,To see a tyrant in disguiseUsurping LOUIS ' throne;While Peers and Prelates round him crowd,And ...
EVOLVING, changing, onwards still we press-- We must advance, invent, construct, possess; No matter what a price we ...
A FRIEND stands at the door; In either tight-closed hand Hiding rich gifts, three hundred and three score: Waiting to ...
I have seen the plains lying baked and bare,When drought and famine hold revel there,And the cattle sink where the ...
As the glory of the sun, When the dismal night is done,Leaps upward in the summer-blue to shine, So gloriously ...
I am in love with light but do not fear the dark;If I don't regret sin, I don't boast of ...
The shorn moon trembling indistinct on her path, Frail as a scar upon the pale blue sky, Draws towards the ...
Slowly the women file to where he stands Upright in rimless glasses, silver hair, Dark suit, white collar. Stewards tirelessly ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
I Only a man harrowing clods In a slow silent walk With an old horse that stumbles and nods Half ...
from late december onwards the day comes back but not till february do we see those glimpses that let us ...
wandering around milan my father i know that (bred in the bone) i'm you i walk and think - my ...
SHE behind yon mountain lives, Who my love's sweet guerdon gives. Tell me, mount, how this can be! Very glass ...
THE stones in the streamlet I make my bright pillow, And open my arms to the swift-rolling billow, That lovingly ...
William, my teacher, my friend ! dear William and dear Dorothea ! Smooth out the folds of my letter, and ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
River, that rollest by the ancient walls, Where dwells the lady of my love, when she Walks by thy brink, ...
O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power Dost hold Time's fickle glass, his sickle, hour; Who hast by ...
O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power Dost hold Time's fickle glass his fickle hour; Who hast by ...
Alas! Prince Henry of Battenberg is dead! And, I hope, has gone to heaven, its streets to tread, And to ...
As we live, we are transmitters of life. And when we fail to transmit life, life fails to flow through ...
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