In The Realm Of Night (E J Rupert Atkinson Poems)
I.THE flowing night awoken from my sleepRevealed a world of glory, while I stoodWatching the hazy, creeping ocean sweepOut of ...
I.THE flowing night awoken from my sleepRevealed a world of glory, while I stoodWatching the hazy, creeping ocean sweepOut of ...
Standing alone, a study in itself,How Shakespeare's volume glorifies my shelf!For thence his spirit forth on mine has shined,Like a ...
(A Memory of August, 1883)I STOOD in the ghastly gleaming night by the swollen, sullen flowOf the dreadful river that ...
I stood in the street in the noontide, precisely at midday time,For the loud-mouthed bells of the G.P.O. had that ...
How sweet the harmonies of afternoon:The Blackbird sings along the sunny breezeHis ancient song of leaves, and summer boon;Rich breath ...
I am the gift of tongues that flameInspired resolve above:I wither the weeds of paltry aimThat choke the growth of ...
It's not for us to understandHow life on earth began to be,How forms that lived within the seaShould leave the ...
"TURN out more ale, turn up the light; I will not go to bed to-night. Of all the foes that ...
Fair is the castle up on the hill— Hushaby, sweet my own!The night is fair, and the waves ...
HAIL , Solitude! whose silent sphereIs music to th' harmonious ear.O! waft me from the realms of pride,And let me ...
Earth was not Earth before her sons appeared,Nor Beauty Beauty ere young Love was born:And thou when I lay hidden ...
O SORROW! Why dost borrow The natural hue of health, from vermeil lips?-- To give maiden blushes To the white ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
Where are the passions they essayed, And where the tears they made to flow? Where the wild humours they portrayed ...
Long I followed happy guides,- I could never reach their sides. Their step is forth, and, ere the day, Breaks ...
It seldom snowed, they said, it might get cold but it won't be snow; well, one should guess the locals ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
It was in the days of a gay British King (In the old fashion'd custom of merry-making) The Palace of ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
SECTION ONE "Give the engines room, Give the engines room." Louder, faster The little band-master Whips up the fluting, Hurries ...
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