Psalm CXXXVII. P. M. (John Dunmore Lang Poems)
Lament of the Captive Jews at Babylon.BY Babel's streams we sat,In Judah's evil day,And as we wept and thoughtOf Zion ...
Lament of the Captive Jews at Babylon.BY Babel's streams we sat,In Judah's evil day,And as we wept and thoughtOf Zion ...
I'LL be an otter, and I'll let you swimA mate beside me; we will venture downA deep, dark river, when ...
I'LL be an otter, and I'll let you swimA mate beside me; we will venture downA deep, full river when ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town ofBrighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.Slow in ...
Deep in the bosom of a wood,Out of the road, a Temple stood:Ancient, and much the worse for wear,It call'd ...
'TIS well--that Man to all the varying statesOf good and ill his mind accommodates;He not alone progressive grief sustains,But soon ...
Fear! I'm a Greek, and how should I fear death?A slave, and wherefore should I dread my freedom?I will not ...
Here me, ye smokeless skies and grass-green earth, Since by your sufferance still I breathe and live!Through you fond Nature ...
CAME now to ocean the ever-courageoushardy henchmen, their harness bearing,woven war-sarks. The warden marked,trusty as ever, the earl's return.From the ...
Southrons, hear your country call you! Up, lest worse than death befall you! To arms! To arms! To arms, ...
In good time, when I am ready, Wondrous schemes shall I unfold;But we must be cautious, steady, Cleaving to the ...
Side by side near the road they stand Like grave old men grown wise with years,Veterans twain in this forest ...
When I woke, the town spoke.Birds and clocks and cross bellsDinned aside the coiling crowd,The reptile profligates in a flame,Spoilers ...
Old Elm that murmured in our chimney top The sweetest anthem autumn ever made And into mellow whispering calms would ...
Watchman, what of the night? - Storm and thunder and rain, Lights that waver and wane, Leaving the watchfires unlit. ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792. ...
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his ...
I weep for Adonais -he is dead! O, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds ...
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so ...
Down thy valleys, Ireland, Ireland, Down thy valleys green and sad, Still thy spirit wanders wailing, Wanders wailing, wanders mad. ...
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