O That I Had Wings! (Mary Jane Jewsbury Poems)
Psalm lv. 6.I ask not wingsThat I may flee to bright and far off isles,Where nature ever smiles,Those isles of ...
Psalm lv. 6.I ask not wingsThat I may flee to bright and far off isles,Where nature ever smiles,Those isles of ...
Thou drowsy god, whose blurred eyes, half awinkMuse on me--, drifting out upon thy dreams,I lave my soul as in ...
Behold, even I, even I am Beatrice.(Div. Com. Purg. xxx.)OF Florence and of BeatriceServant and singer from of old,O'er Dante's ...
I.THE flowing night awoken from my sleepRevealed a world of glory, while I stoodWatching the hazy, creeping ocean sweepOut of ...
Wreathe in a garland the corn's golden ear! With it, the Cyane blue intertwineRapture must render each glance bright and ...
By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept, Remembering thee,That for ages of agony hast endured, ...
Hearken my chant, 'tisAs a Bacchante's,A grape-spurt, a vine-splash, a tossed tress, flown vaunt 'tis!Suffer my singing,Gipsy of Seasons, ere ...
THERE was a land, where all men lived in dreams, Where heaven was hid by vapours, grey or gold; Yet ...
THE spring is here, and the long nights grow Less bitterly cold than awhile ago; Our rags serve their purpose ...
A CUP she gave him, with kindly greetingand winsome words. Of wounden gold,she offered, to honor him, arm-jewels twain,corselet and ...
Grim king of the ghosts, make haste,And bring hither all your train;See how the pale moon does waste,And just now ...
February 11: 1655 As when the King of old 'Mid Babylonian gold,And picture-woven walls, and lamps ...
What is the gift of Life?Speak thou, in young existence revelling;To thee it is a glorious, godlike thing;Love, Hope, and ...
Air — "The Bog o' Gight."Oh, Cairney burn, sweet Cairney burn,Thou makest many a winding turn;How sweet thy murmurings to ...
O how sweet the breeze of April,Breathing soft, as May draws near!While through nights serene and gentle,Songs of gladness meet ...
Chorus. What sweeter music can we bring, Than a Carol, for to sing The Birth of this our heavenly King? ...
(1) and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant) burly men packed in round solid tables but what the helle (drowned ...
By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept, Remembering thee, That for ages of agony hast endured, and ...
Wreathe in a garland the corn's golden ear! With it, the Cyane blue intertwine Rapture must render each glance ...
Down by the flash of the restless water The dim White Ship like a white bird lay; Laughing at life ...
To Jena Woodhouse This way of minutes miserably mixed With their own blinks misunderstood By birds and trees, this eye-born ...
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