His Lament For O’Daly (Lady Augusta Gregory Poems)
It was Thomas O'Daly that roused up young people and scattered them,and since death played on him, may God give ...
It was Thomas O'Daly that roused up young people and scattered them,and since death played on him, may God give ...
And Credhe came to where her man was, and she keened him and criedover him, and she made this complaint: The ...
How saidst thou? — Pleasure: why, my life is pleasure: My days are pleasantness, my nights are peace: I drink of joys ...
Though laurel crowns and victor wreaths Be for the sons of triumph twined;Though song her sweetest music breathes For the destroyers of ...
O Happy is the man who hearsInstruction's warning voice,And who celestial wisdom makesHis early, only choice.For she has treasures greater ...
But when Endymion, wandering alone,With youth and love of loveliness forlorn,Being greatly sorrowful with beauty, cameUpon the silence of a ...
MANY a graven gem, besetWith gold, is worn as an amuletIn the far-off climes of the East,—a charmTo preserve the ...
Part the First.Henry, our royall kind, would ride a huntingTo the greene forest so pleasant and faire;To see the harts ...
To BEVERLEY TUCKER, ESQUIRE, GREETING: Dear BEV. this greeting goes to you across the Atlantic brine, From the little room ...
My Son! attend th'Instructions that I give,And let them ever in thy Memory live;So shall thy Life with Length of ...
IBeholding youth and hope in mockery caughtFrom life; and mocking pulses that remainWhen the soul's death of bodily death is ...
I saw it in my evening walkA little lonely flower —Under a hollow bank it grewDeep in a mossy bower.An ...
Command of me, my Lady and my queen, All thy good pleasure, as I were thy slave, Which I shall ...
Brightly now the sun is shiningOn this Easter Sabbath morn:Voices heav'nward are inclining;And the sky's without a scorn.Beautiful white clouds ...
Happy the man that finds the grace,The blessing of God's chosen race,The wisdom coming from above,The faith that sweetly works ...
THE lightest air that ever flew Unheard across the summer's blue, The lightest burthen bore on high, That e'er went ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Lord, my soul with pleasure springs When Jesu's name I hear: And when God the Spirit brings The word of ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
He protested all his life long The newspapers lied about him villainously; That he was not at fault for Minerva's ...
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