Mary Queen Of Scots, An Historical Poem (Margaretta Wedderburn Poems)
DEPARTED shade of MARY, much reproach'd,How oft I've view'd thy sufferings severe,With faults contrasted: in my mind revolv'd,And them arranged ...
DEPARTED shade of MARY, much reproach'd,How oft I've view'd thy sufferings severe,With faults contrasted: in my mind revolv'd,And them arranged ...
BIANCA!-fair Bianca!-who could dwellWith safety on her dark and hazel gaze,Nor find there lurk'd in it a witching spell,Fatal to ...
The snow is gone from cottage topsThe thatch moss glows in brighter greenAnd eves in quick succession dropsWhere grinning ides ...
We had a city also. Hand in handWandered happy as travellers our own land.Murmured in turn the hearsay of each ...
Around this lovely valley riseThe purple hills of Paradise.O, softly on yon banks of haze,Her rosy face the Summer lays!Becalmed ...
With what a glory comes and goes the year!The buds of spring, those beautiful harbingersOf sunny skies and cloudless times, ...
YOU think he sings a gladsome song!Ah, well, he sings! but only seeHow oft on glossy neck and breastHis bright ...
The fence is quite dry, and the sprouting peonyWith its little red beak through the flowerbed pecks.In the farmyard the ...
MY mistress, where sits she?What is it that charms?The absent she's rocking,Held fast in her arms.In pretty cage prison'dShe holds ...
in the june night this dreamthe house borne on the foam of the cherry treesto the gurgling wash of the ...
1Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is he ...
DICAEOPOLIS Be not surprised, most excellent spectators, If I that am a beggar have presumed To claim ...
'Tis the part of a wise Man to examine the means of attaining the end, that he be not foiled ...
MY mistress, where sits she? What is it that charms? The absent she's rocking, Held fast in her arms. In ...
Look at this storm, the idiot, pouring its heart out here, of all places, an industrial suburb on a Sunday, ...
Whene'er I feed the barnyard folk My gentle soul is vexed; My sensibilities are torn And I am sore perplexed. ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
You are a rose, but set with sharpest spine; You are a pretty bird that pecks at me; You are ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories