Jeanne D’Arc (Francis Turner Palgrave Poems)
1424So many stars in heaven,--Flowers in the meadow that shine;--This little one of Domremy,What special grace is thine?By the fairy ...
1424So many stars in heaven,--Flowers in the meadow that shine;--This little one of Domremy,What special grace is thine?By the fairy ...
Ah! often when coming from labour, When I hear the children play,There rises within me a vision Of the school-house ...
HIS petticoats now George cast off, For he ws four years old; His trousers were of nankeen stuff, With buttons ...
HIS petticoats now George cast off, For he ws four years old; His trousers were of nankeen stuff, With buttons ...
1 Let observation with extensive view, 2 Survey mankind, from China to Peru; 3 Remark each anxious toil, each eager ...
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
'TWAS even-the dewy fields were green, On every blade the pearls hang; The zephyr wanton'd round the bean, And bore ...
v.22,3,6,17-20 L. M. The prosperity of sinners cursed. Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I, To mourn, and murmur, and ...
Afflicted saints happy, and prosperous sinners cursed. Now I'm convinced the Lord is kind To men of heart sincere; Yet ...
Now I 'm convinced the Lord is kind To men of heart sincere; Yet once my foolish thoughts repined, And ...
Now plead my cause, Almighty God, With all the sons of strife; And fight against the men of blood, Who ...
v.1-9 C. M. Prayer and faith of persecuted saints. Now plead my cause, Almighty God, With all the sons of ...
1 I saw Eternity the other night, 2 Like a great ring of pure and endless light, 3 All calm, ...
The curious wits, seeing dull pensiveness Bewray itself in my long-settl'd eyes, Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise, With ...
The curious wits seeing dull pensiveness Bewray itself in my long settled eyes, Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise, ...
High, on the Solitude of Alpine Hills, O'er-topping the grand imag'ry of Nature, Where one eternal winter seem'd to reign; ...
Pavement slipp'ry, people sneezing, Lords in ermine, beggars freezing ; Titled gluttons dainties carving, Genius in a garret starving. Lofty ...
When for the Thorns with which I long, too long, With many a piercing wound, My Saviours head have crown'd, ...
WHY, why repine, my pensive friend, At pleasures slipp'd away? Some the stern Fates will never lend, And all refuse ...
Why, why repine, my pensive friend, At pleasures slipp'd away? Some the stern Fates will never lend, And all refuse ...
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