The Camp Of Souls (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
My white canoe, like the silvery air O'er the River of Death that darkly rolls When the moons of the world are ...
My white canoe, like the silvery air O'er the River of Death that darkly rolls When the moons of the world are ...
Clear was the sky as a silver shield;The bright sun blazed on the frozen field.On ice-bound river and white-robed prairieThe ...
A SCENE FROM BULWER'S ZANONI.IT was the close of day upon the shoresOf beauteous Naples. The low murmuring wavesThat rose ...
I am the Judge, the flower of the law,Bolstered in, privileged, all men's awe;When I am pleased to display my ...
Awake,ye forms of verse divine! Painting! descend on canvas wing,-And hover o'er my head, Design! Your son, your glorious son, I sing;At ...
All-radiant Lady Arabell Glanced scornfully aside,--Alas! for he hath loved her well, In spite of all her pride;Yet coldly to that noble ...
Above her, pearl and rose the heavens lay:Around her, flowers flattered earth with gold,Or down the path in insolence held ...
NOT ours to clamor shame on you,Nor fling a bitter blame on you,Nor brand a cruel name on you,That evil ...
THEY met, and all the world was fair;Fair, too, were they as any pairOf birds of paradise;They met, and never ...
The silver horn of the advancing tide Had ploughed its highest furrow in the sand, And was retiring. Noon, with ...
I am the Judge, the flower of the law,Bolstered in, privileged, all men's awe;When I am pleased to display my ...
The voice of one crying in the wilderness I Beyond; beyond; and yet again ...
May is Mary's month, and I Muse at that and wonder why: Her feasts follow reason, Dated due to season- ...
May is Mary's month, and I Muse at that and wonder why: Her feasts follow reason, Dated due to season- ...
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