Yesterday, To-day, and For Ever: Book X. – The Millennial Sabbath (Edward Henry Bickersteth Poems)
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
MISFORTUNE'S stings transfix the purest heart,And souls, unknown to guilt, with anguish smart.Not virtue can secure the good man's state,Nor ...
THE PRELIBATION To the SACRIFICE.ARGUMENT. Spes alit occiduas qui Sublunaribus haeret; Rivales JESUS non in Amore sinit. Quid mihi non ...
The nations are all calling To and fro, from strand to strand;Uniting in one army The slaves of ...
In Genoa, when the sunset gaveIts last warm purple to the wave,No sound of war, no voice of fear,Was heard, ...
Of The Jackson Hall Debating Society, December 5, 1877My muse inspire me, while I tellThe weighty matters that befellOn Monday ...
I. So long had Poetry possessed been By Pagans, that a Right in her they claim'd, Pleaded Prescription for their ...
DICAEOPOLIS Be not surprised, most excellent spectators, If I that am a beggar have presumed To claim ...
PALE sorrow's cloud rests on my Muse's bow'r, And mourns the drooping of each vernal flow'r;"Their early fall," she ...
It was not death, for I stood up,And all the dead lie down.It was not night, for all the bellsPut ...
528Mine-by the Right of the White Election!Mine-by the Royal Seal!Mine-by the Sign in the Scarlet prison-Bars-cannot conceal!Mine-here-in Vision-and in Veto!Mine-by ...
You might come here Sunday on a whim. Say your life broke down. The last good kiss you had was ...
Paradise is of the option. Whosoever will Own in Eden notwithstanding Adam and Repeal. (Emily Dickinson)
Mine -- by the Right of the White Election! Mine -- by the Royal Seal! Mine -- by the Sign ...
It was not Death, for I stood up, And all the Dead, lie down -- It was not Night, for ...
Can we not force from widow'd poetry, Now thou art dead (great Donne) one elegy To crown thy hearse? Why ...
YOUR subjects hope, dread Sire-- The crown upon your brows may flourish long, And that your arm may in your ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule, First put the British troops to school; Instructed them in warlike trade, And new ...
(Lines written in the Vale of Chamouni) 1 The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its ...
I The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark--now glittering--now reflecting gloom-- ...
Scarlet as the cloth draped over a sword, white as steaming rice, blue as leschenaultia, old curried towns, the frog ...
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