Inscription For An Ice-House (Anna Laetitia Aikin Barbauld Poems)
Stranger, approach! within this iron doorThrice locked and bolted, this rude arch beneathThat vaults with ponderous stone the cell; confinedBy ...
Stranger, approach! within this iron doorThrice locked and bolted, this rude arch beneathThat vaults with ponderous stone the cell; confinedBy ...
O turn once more! The meadows where we mused and strayed togetherAbound and glow yet with the ruby sorrel;'Twas there ...
THE blackbird spheral music makes Like Chrysostom with golden mouth;Slowly the flowering cherry breaks ...
This morning, timely rapt with holy fire,I thought to form unto my zealous Muse What kind of creature I could ...
Up in the cave of the wind, All bent and crabbed with their years, In endless chatter they sit, Old ...
I saw Winter 'neath a spindle tree, She plucked berries bright to crown her head. She was singing little robin's ...
The owl is abroad,the bat and the toad,And so is the cat-a mountain,The ant and the mole sit both in ...
1FROM THE NURSERY When I was born, you waited behind a pile of linen in the nursery, and when we ...
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
DAN CUPID, though the god of soft amour, In ev'ry age works miracles a store; Can Catos change to male ...
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
FAIR fa' your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o' the pudding-race! Aboon them a' ye tak your place, Painch, tripe, ...
Who talks of Plato's spindle; What set it whirling round? Eternity may dwindle, Time is unwound, Dan and Jerry Lout ...
I am weary of lying within the chase When the knights are meeting in market-place. Nay, go not thou to ...
Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth The ...
Before those cruel twins whom at one birth Incestuous Change bore to her father Time, Error and Truth, had hunted ...
He said, and pass'd with sad presaging heart To seek his spouse, his soul's far dearer part; At home he ...
He's gone. She can't believe it, can't go on. She's going to give up painting. So she paints Her final ...
I have studied the Science of departures, in night's sorrows, when a woman's hair falls down. The oxen chew, there's ...
Bix to Buxtehude to Boulez, The little white dog on the Victor label Listens long and hard as he is ...
Part of an entertainment presented to the Countess Dowager of Darby at Harefield, by som Noble persons of her Family, ...
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