Edmund And Bertha (Janetta Philipps Poems)
A TALE.Where Snowdon's bleak summits their shadows throw wide,Once the castle of Modred arose;Frowning dark as the mountain that towered ...
A TALE.Where Snowdon's bleak summits their shadows throw wide,Once the castle of Modred arose;Frowning dark as the mountain that towered ...
The sunlight from the sky is swept,But, over Snowdon's summit kept, One brand of cloud yet burns,-By ghostly hands far out ...
Hail to thee, Cambria! for the unfettered windWhich from thy wilds even now methinks I feel,Chasing the clouds that roll ...
WRITTEN FOR A WELCH AIR, CALLED "THE NOTE OF THE BLACK COCK."GOOD morrow to thy sable beak,And glossy plumage, dark ...
The kindred arts to please thee shall conspire,One dip the pencil, and one string the lyre. ...
Come away with me, Tom,Term and talk are done;My poor lads are reaping,Busy every one.Curates mind the parish,Sweepers mind the ...
There is no inn in Snowdon which is not awful dear,Excepting Pen-y-gwrydd (you can't pronounce it, dear),Which standeth in the ...
" Have you heard the torrent leaping from the mountain to the sea? Have you heard the tempest sweeping over ...
Oh, Mr. Froude, how wise and good,To point us out this way to glory—They're no great shakes, those Snowdon Lakes,And ...
Pindaric Ode "Ruin seize thee, ruthless King! Confusion on thy banners wait! Tho' fanned by Conquest's crimson wing, They mock ...
The sleepy sound of a tea-time tide Slaps at the rocks the sun has dried, Too lazy, almost, to sink ...
This was the way of it, don't you know -- Ryan was "wanted" for stealing sheep, And never a trooper, ...
Wargeilah town is very small, There's no cathedral nor a club, In fact the township, all in all, Is just ...
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