Verses III (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Written by the same lady on seeing her two sonsat play. SWEET age of bless'd delusion! blooming boys,Ah! revel long ...
Written by the same lady on seeing her two sonsat play. SWEET age of bless'd delusion! blooming boys,Ah! revel long ...
A little while to walk with thee, dear child; To lean on thee my weak and weary head; Then ...
In her grey majesty of ancient stone She queens it proudly, though the sun's caress Her piteous cheeks, ravished of ...
Again! Come, give, yield all your strength to me! From far a low word breathes on the breaking brain Its ...
THROUGH my north window, in the wintry weather,-- My airy oriel on the river shore,-- I watch the sea-fowl as ...
The Lord knows me, my days before they are lived out My days written in the book of life the ...
The Son, the Father, glorified in the act of betrayal betrayal by the Judas His life transformed, fulfillment of the ...
At the appointed time, the time when God had ordained Even the son was predestined for the steps on the ...
1 Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
The witch that came (the withered hag) To wash the steps with pail and rag, Was once the beauty Abishag, ...
When it was autumn in Eden and chestnuts held golden leaves against dimming light , Eve touched her toes on ...
They talk as slow as Legends grow No mushroom is their mind But foliage of sterility Too stolid for the ...
Far from Love the Heavenly Father Leads the Chosen Child, Oftener through Realm of Briar Than the Meadow mild. Oftener ...
Were meetings predestined then ours was intended, great oracles decreed it as fate, and the auguries chattered with sweet benefactors ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
Beloved, may your sleep be sound That have found it where you fed. What were all the world's alarms To ...
I Her Courtesy With the old kindness, the old distinguished grace, She lies, her lovely piteous head amid dull red ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
A shell surprised our post one day And killed a comrade at my side. My heart was sick to see ...
I drink my fill of foamy ale I sing a song, I tell a tale, I play the fiddle; My ...
If you and I should chance to meet, I guess you wouldn't care; I'm sure you'd pass me in the ...
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