Verses On Our Own Flowery Kirtled Spring (Joanna Baillie Poems)
WELCOME , sweet time of buds and bloom, renewingThe earliest objects of delight, and wooingThe notice of the grateful heart! ...
WELCOME , sweet time of buds and bloom, renewingThe earliest objects of delight, and wooingThe notice of the grateful heart! ...
WHEN we were farm boys, years ago,I dare not tell how many,When, strange to say, the fairest dayWas often dark ...
Fragments 91, 92, 99, 106, 104, 103, 100, 105, 101, 102, 96, 109, 93, 94, 97, 95, and 133 combined.Raise ...
REST , rest, afflicted spirit, quickly passThy hour of bitter suffering! Rest awaits thee,There, where, the load of weary life ...
BY the red furnace stands Apollo mute,Holding in upraised hands His iron flute.Slowly from back and brow The bright sweat drips;He sets the ...
In the old raftered loftWhere the winds blowLike thin querulous voicesOut of long ago,And the cobwebs swayTo and fro, to ...
Rest, rest, afflicted spirit, quickly passThine hour of bitter suffering! Rest awaits thee,There, where, the load of weary life laid ...
In frames as large as rooms that face all ways And block the ends of streets with giant loaves, Screen ...
Give me life at its most garish Friday night in the Square, pink sequins dazzle And dance on clubbers bare ...
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
Red lips are not so red As the stained stones kissed by the English dead. Kindness of wooed and wooer ...
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