Palestine; A Prize Poem, Recited In The Theatre, Oxford (Reginald Heber Poems)
Reft of thy sons, amid thy foes forlorn,Mourn, widow'd Queen, forgotten Sion, mourn!Is this thy place, sad city, this thy ...
Reft of thy sons, amid thy foes forlorn,Mourn, widow'd Queen, forgotten Sion, mourn!Is this thy place, sad city, this thy ...
By chapel bare, with walls sea-beatThe lichened urns in wilds are lostAbout a carved memorial stoneThat shows, decayed and coral-mossed,A ...
NEW YORK, DECEMBER 3, 1873HANG out our banners on the stately towerIt dawns at last--the long-expected hour!The steep is climbed, ...
YES, "Let the tent be struck": victorious morning Through every crevice flashes in a day Magnificent beyond all earth's adorning: The night is ...
READ AT THE MEETING HELD AT MUSIC HALL,FEBRUARY 8, 1876, IN MEMORY OF DR. SAMUEL G. HOWEI.LEADER of armies, Israel's ...
"Lord, in Thy field I work all day,I read, I teach, I warn, I pray,And yet these wilful wandering sheepWithin ...
The Christian bands in order move,And martial pilgrims throng the strand,When Henry leaves his plighted love,For deadly strife in Syrian ...
"On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the ...
The Troubadour o'er many a plainHath roamed unwearied, but in vain.O'er many a rugged mountain-scene And forest wild his track ...
Rest pilgrim, rest!—thou'rt from the Syrian land,Thou'rt from the wild and wondrous east, I knowBy the long-withered palm-branch in thy ...
THERE was a lion in JudahWhich whelped, and was Mark.But winged.A lion with wings.At least at Venice.Even as late as ...
1230Unnamed, unknown:--his hands across his breast Set in sepulchral rest,In yon low cave-like niche the warrior lies, --A shrine within ...
A WALL, a bastion,A living forehead with its slow whorl of hairAnd a bull's large, sombre, glancing eyeAnd glistening, adhesive ...
Saint George he was a fighting man, as all the tales do tell;He fought a battle long ago, and fought ...
Trumpeter, sound for the last Crusade!Sound for the fire of the red-cross kings, Sound for the passion, ...
Part I On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and ...
Content, the false World's best disguise, The search and faction of the Wise, Is so abstruse and hid in night, ...
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