Written In A Cemetery. (Isabella Lickbarrow Poems)
IN this lone unfrequented spot-Amongst these dwellings of the dead,Does spring her beauteous charms display,And here her fragrant odours shed.She ...
IN this lone unfrequented spot-Amongst these dwellings of the dead,Does spring her beauteous charms display,And here her fragrant odours shed.She ...
Thy society is like unto the sea, and I, a fish therein;But, separated from thee, I lament and bewail always.Weeping, ...
Mother, in some sad evening long ago, From thy young breast my groping lips were taken, Their hunger stilled, so soon again ...
THE wintry wind blew loud and cold,And whirl'd in drifted heaps the snow;No moon-beam cheer'd the gloomy night,No trembling star ...
Woman of weeping eye, ah! for thy wretched lot,Putting on smiles to lure the lewd passenger,Smiling while anguish gnaws at ...
Her properties, like her of course & frisky & new:a stale cake sold to kids, a 7-foot weedinside in the ...
Mary, sweet peace and dearest consolationof suffering mortal: you are the fount whence springsthe current of solicitude that bringsunto our ...
The HumiliationThe Summary of the Poem.Theophila, or Divine Love, ascends to her Belov'd by three Degrees. By Humilitie, by Zeal, ...
A TALE. ON her lov'd infant, as it sleeping lies,Ah! little does the tender mother know,While fondly gazing with delighted ...
As the battle din recededOver the hills and far away,Tyorkin, lonely and unheeded,In the snow abandoned lay.Blood and snow to ...
1. ON ASPHALT: NO GREENS Quarry out the stone of land, cobble the beach, wall surf, name it "street," allow ...
Yea peoples of the earth, put not your trust In princes, nor in any child of man Set over you ...
Who can bring healing to her heart's despair, Her whole rich sum of happiness lies there! ~ CROLY. Pale is ...
The church was wrapped in darkness save for the alter-light,And save where near the marble rail six tapers glimmered brightO'er ...
Unto that love must we through fire attain,Which those two held as breath of common air;The hands of whom were ...
Innocent decision: to enjoy. And the pathos of hopefulness, of his solicitude: --he in mended serape, she having plaited carefully ...
NO easy matter 'tis to hold, Against its owner's will, the fleece Who troubled by the itching smart Of Cupid's ...
Her properties, like her of course & frisky & new: a stale cake sold to kids, a 7-foot weed inside ...
Henry of Donnybrook bred like a pig, bred when he was brittle, bred when big, how he's sweating to support ...
A sea-gull with a broken wing, I found upon the kelp-strewn shore. It sprawled and gasped; I sighed: "Poor thing! ...
The lateral vibrations caress me, They leap and caress me, They work pathetically in my favour, They seek my financial ...
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