The Famous Historie: Cap. XII (Patrick Gordon Poems)
The Argument.First at Glentroll doth Scotts renowned PrinceGet victorie aboue the English foeDouglas at Ederfoord with valiaunceBy fourtie doth a ...
The Argument.First at Glentroll doth Scotts renowned PrinceGet victorie aboue the English foeDouglas at Ederfoord with valiaunceBy fourtie doth a ...
TRANSLATED FROM THE DANISH.King Hafbur & King SiwardThey needs must stir up strife,All about the sweetling SignyWho was so fair ...
Supper removed, the mother sits,And tells her tales by starts and fits.Not willing to lose time or toil,She knits or ...
Hear the chorus in that tie-up, runch, ger- runch, and runch and runch!---There's a row of honest critters! Does me good to ...
As my mind in fancy wanders,While we figure on Life's stage,While in queries deep we ponder,O'er the past years ripe ...
"Mylo Jones's wife" was allI heerd, mighty near, last Fall--Visitun relations downT'other side of Morgantown!Mylo Jones's wife she doesThis and ...
The island sleeps,-but it has no delightFor em, to whom that sleep has been unkind.My thoughts are long of what ...
SUNS flash, stars drift,Comes and goes the moon;Ever through the wide milesCorn fields croonPatiently, hopefully,A low, slow tune.Lovingly, longingly,Labors without ...
SOMEWHERE there's a willow buddingIn a hollow by the river,Where the autumn leaves lie sodden,Turning all the pool to brown;There's ...
Time is so long when a man is dead!Some one sews; and the room is madeVery clean; and the light ...
The courier will depart next day, she's told.She sews a warrior's gown all night.Her fingers feel the needle cold.How can ...
Home, Sweet Home. I'm a Bedfordshire Chap, and Bill Stumps is my name, And to tell it don't give me ...
Eawr Johnny gi's his mind to books; Eawr Abram studies plants,-He caps the dule for moss an' ferns, ...
YES, she is blind! You well might doubt her doom,Seeing her softly move across the room:And from the organ, in ...
When Grandmother comes to our house, She sits ...
Within the window's scant recess,Behind a pink geranium flower,She sits and sews, and sews and sits,From patient hour to patient ...
The swallow of summer, she toils all the summer, A blue-dark knot of glittering voltage, A whiplash swimmer, a fish ...
Here in my office I sit and write Hour on hour, and day on day, With no one to speak ...
1. Old Man Old man, it's four flights up and for what? Your room is hardly bigger than your bed. ...
The meal was o'er, the lamp was lit, The family sat in its glow; The Mother never ceased to knit, ...
Somewhere, suspended in facetless space, the vine is spiralling, shown in the distance, with loosened hair: the farther the eye ...
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