In Hoc Signo Vinces! (Emma Alice Browne Poems)
Beneath the solemn stars that lightThe dread infinitudes of night,Mid wintry solitudes that lieWhere lonely Hecla's toweling pyreReddens an awful ...
Beneath the solemn stars that lightThe dread infinitudes of night,Mid wintry solitudes that lieWhere lonely Hecla's toweling pyreReddens an awful ...
Abroad on a winter's night there ran Under the starlight, leaping the rills Swollen with snow-drip from the hills, Goat-legged, ...
This house of flesh and boneWhich he and ITogether occupyTogether, yet aloneMay not belong to me,And I may be the ...
Now that Spring is in the land,Now that April wakes the wood,I would take my scrip in hand,Roving with old ...
THIS city's greatness glares - a wild obsession,New, crude, harsh, unremembering, un-romantlc;Some latent thing gropes here, unseen, gigantic,With Internecine commerce ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
As Julia once a-slumb'ring lay, It chanced a bee did fly that way, After a dew, or dew-like shower, To ...
Please your Grace, from out your store Give an alms to one that's poor, That your mickle may have more. ...
Through ev'ry Age some Tyrant Passion reigns: Now Love prevails, and now Ambition gains Reason's lost Throne, and sov'reign Rule ...
How blind the toil that burrows like the mole, In winding graveyard pathways underground, For Browning's lineage! What if men ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
High, on the Solitude of Alpine Hills, O'er-topping the grand imag'ry of Nature, Where one eternal winter seem'd to reign; ...
GIVE me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My ...
I am stretched out under the lean-to Of an old tobacco-shed On a farm in North Carolina. A cardinal sings ...
Come riddle-me-ree, come riddle-me-ree, And tell me, what my name may be. I am nearly one hundred and thirty years ...
The Ghost of Miltiades came at night, And he stood by the bed of the Benthamite, And he said, in ...
'Twas grav'd on the Stone of Destiny, In letters four, and letters three; And ne'er did the King of the ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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