Requiescat In Pace (Jean Ingelow Poems)
O my heart, my heart is sick awishing and awaiting:The lad took up his knapsack, he went, he went his ...
O my heart, my heart is sick awishing and awaiting:The lad took up his knapsack, he went, he went his ...
The days of these two years like busy antsHave gone, confused and happy and distressed, Rich, yet sad with aching wants, Crowded, ...
Now range up the carriages, feed up the fires!To the rail, to the rail, now the pent up desiresOf the ...
"TALBINGO RIVER"-as one says of bones:"Captain" or "Commodore" that smelt gunpowderIn old engagements no one quite believesOr understands. Talbingo had ...
Silent are the woods, and the dim green boughs areHushed in the twilight: yonder, in the path throughThe apple orchard, ...
"Morn in the wake of the morning starCame furrowing all the orient into gold.We rose, and each by other drest ...
What doesn't enter then my slumbering mind?-DerzhavinIOctober has arrived - the woods have tossedTheir final leaves from naked branches;A breath ...
SO you have come at last!And we nestle, each in each,As leans the pliant sea in the clean-curved limbs of ...
I Brag, sweet tenor bull, descant on Rawthey's madrigal, each pebble its part for the fells' late spring. Dance tiptoe, ...
The sunset colours mingle in the sky, And over all the Umbrian valleys flow; Trevi is touched with wonder, and ...
You come too late;'Tis far on in November.The wind strikes bleakUpon the cheekThat careth rather to keep warm,(And where 's ...
TWO strangers, from opposing poles,Meet in the torrid zone of Love:And their desire seems set aboveThe limitation of their souls.This ...
XXISometimes I fear thou'lt poise my muse's praise, Against my spoken words, and sharply cry "This man breathes lightning through ...
Good-night! the horn's faint musicThrough the twilight fades away:The cold night mists come creeping —O'er the fields we've ranged all ...
IA pretty girl at time o' gloamingHath whispered me to go and meet herWithout the city gate.I love her, but ...
Along the graceless grass of townThey rake the rows of red and brown,Dead leaves, unlike the rows of hay,Delicate, neither ...
Here in turn succeed and rule Carter, smith, and village fool, Then again the place is known As tavern, shop, ...
1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and ...
When my blood flows calm as a purling river, When my heart is asleep and my brain has sway, It ...
Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by ...
SILENT are the woods, and the dim green boughs are Hushed in the twilight: yonder, in the path through The ...
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