In Romney Marsh (John Davidson Poem)
As I went down to Dymchurch Wall, I heard the South sing o'er the land I saw the yellow sunlight ...
As I went down to Dymchurch Wall, I heard the South sing o'er the land I saw the yellow sunlight ...
She walks as lightly as the fly Skates on the water in July. To hear her moving petticoat For me ...
A tale that the poet Rückert told To German children, in days of old; Disguised in a random, rollicking rhyme ...
Now in the oak the sap of life is welling, Tho' to the bough the rusty leafage clings; Now on ...
Upon this Primrose hill, Where, if Heav'n would distil A shower of rain, each several drop might go To his ...
The name -- of it -- is "Autumn" -- The hue -- of it -- is Blood -- An Artery ...
GIVE me more love or more disdain ; The torrid or the frozen zone Bring equal ease unto my pain, ...
IN Celia's face a question did arise, Which were more beautiful, her lips or eyes ? " We," said the ...
Away, haunt thou me not, Thou vain Philosophy! Little hast thou bestead, Save to perplex the head, And leave the ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Forth flashed the serpent streak of steel, Consummate crown of man's device; Down crashed upon an immobile And brainless barrier ...
A vision of flushed faces, shining limbs, The madness of the music that entrances All life ...
Forth flashed the serpent streak of steel, Consummate crown of man's device; Down crashed upon an immobile And brainless barrier ...
A vision of flushed faces, shining limbs, The madness of the music that entrances All life ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon, With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear, I ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Today we woke up to a revolution of snow, its white flag waving over everything, the landscape vanished, not a ...
Doors were left open in heaven again: drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages around roofs and trees. Like wet ...
O TIME! who know'st a lenient hand to lay Softest on sorrow's wound, and slowly thence, (Lulling to sad repose ...
O Time! who know'st a lenient hand to lay Softest on sorrow's wound, and slowly thence (Lulling to sad repose ...
O TIME! who know'st a lenient hand to lay Softest on sorrow's wound, and slowly thence (Lulling to sad repose ...
While yet we wait for spring, and from the dry And blackening east that so embitters March, Well-housed must watch ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the ...
LIFE, believe, is not a dream So dark as sages say; Oft a little morning rain Foretells a pleasant day. ...
It is a sultry day; the sun has drank The dew that lay upon the morning grass, There is no ...
The day had been a day of wind and storm;-- The wind was laid, the storm was overpast,-- And stooping ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
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