The Shepherds Calendar – July (John Clare Poems)
Daughter of pastoral smells and sightsAnd sultry days and dewy nightsJuly resumes her yearly placeWi her milking maiden faceRuddy and ...
Daughter of pastoral smells and sightsAnd sultry days and dewy nightsJuly resumes her yearly placeWi her milking maiden faceRuddy and ...
I.Break dull November skies, and makeSunshine over wood and lake,And fill your cells of frosty airWith thousand, thousand welcomes to ...
STILL in thy streets, O Paris! doth the stainOf blood defy the cleansing autumn rain;Still breaks the smoke Messina's ruins ...
THANK God for rest, where none molest,And none can make afraid;For Peace that sits as Plenty's guestBeneath the homestead shade!Bring ...
O God, I cannot walk the Way,-- The thorns, the thirst, the darkness, And bleeding feet and aching heart! I hear the songs ...
Tis not because fierce swords are flashing there, With license and a reckless scorn of life, When for some petty gaud upstarts ...
Behold! the mountain of the LordIn latter days shall rise,Above the mountains and the hills,And draw the wondering eyes.To this ...
Yes, pile the marble o'er him! It is wellThat ye who mocked him in his long stern strife,And planted in ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
By none but me can the tale be told,The butcher of Rouen, poor Berold.(Lands are swayed by a King on ...
In lands that are now forgotten, In the old wild days of yore,The Four Strong Men made compact That they ...
We were hungry, tired and dirty,From our shoulders rifles hung,Our clothes were torn, our faces bronzedBy long hours in the ...
Is it a will-o'-the-wisp, or is dawn breaking, That our horizon wears so strange a hue? Is it but ...
ON the long slow heave of a lazy sea,To the flap of an idle sail,The Nancy's Pride went out on ...
God dreamed a man; Then, having firmly shut Life like a precious metal in his fist Withdrew, ...
Praise we the Lord! let songs resoundTo earth's remotest shore!Songs of thanksgiving, songs of praise -For we are slaves no ...
"OLD Norbert with the flat blue cap-- A German said to be-- Why let your pipe die on your lap, ...
(service resettlement courses at studio fronceri - west wales) and the swords came in their varying degrees of shininess and ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Not the peace of a cease-fire not even the vision of the wolf and the lamb, but rather as in ...
Before those cruel twins whom at one birth Incestuous Change bore to her father Time, Error and Truth, had hunted ...
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