The Heretic In The Temple (Dora Sigerson Shorter Poems)
Lone did I go within the ancient place, With hush?d voice, and slow and reverent tread; While on the walls ...
Lone did I go within the ancient place, With hush?d voice, and slow and reverent tread; While on the walls ...
TO POSEIDON. I.God of the mighty deep! wherever now The waves beneath thy brazen axles bow; Whether thy strong, proud ...
Green wave the oak for ever o'er thy rest, Thou that beneath its crowning foliage sleepest,And, in the stillness of ...
The night is mild and clear, and without wind, And o'er the roofs, and o'er the gardens round The moon ...
1731BEAUTIFUL face of a child, Lighted with laughter and glee, Mirthful, and tender, and wild, My heart is ...
Thou art no lingerer in monarch's hall,A joy thou art, and a wealth to all!A bearer of hope unto land ...
SLEEP and dream, lissome maid, while in rapture I caress thy grand poem of flesh: While I toy with each ...
LITTLE yellow darling, Delicate and pale, Can thy gentle loveliness Brook such a wintry gale, That nestled by this rushing ...
In deep dejection, but with affection,I often think of those pleasant times,In the days of Fraser, ere I touched a ...
Thou sleepest but when wilt thou wake, fair child?When the fawn awakes in the forest wild?When the lark's wing mounts ...
Why came in dreams the low-born manBetween thee and thy rest?In vain thy whispered message ran,Though justice was its quest!Did ...
FOR A WARD OF A HOSPITALThy body rests beneath the Italian sod,Thy soul's inheritance is the light of God;Yet here ...
The Song of Mowgli -- I, Mowgli, am singing. Let the jungle listen to the things I have done. Shere ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
LEOPOLD, DUKE OF BRUNSWICK. THOU wert forcibly seized ...
I IN EXCELSIS Two dwellings, Peace, are thine. One is the mountain-height, Uplifted in the loneliness of light Beyond the ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as ...
With saddest music all day long She soothed her secret sorrow: At night she sighed "I fear 'twas wrong Such ...
(Newdigate prize poem recited in the Sheldonian Theatre Oxford June 26th, 1878. To my friend George Fleming author of 'The ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
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