The Legend Of Lady Gertrude (Ada Cambridge Poems)
I.Fallen the lofty halls, where vassal crowds Drank in the dawn of Gertrude's natal day. The dungeon roof an ...
I.Fallen the lofty halls, where vassal crowds Drank in the dawn of Gertrude's natal day. The dungeon roof an ...
CAPTURE OF THE SAMPO.Wainamoinen, old and truthful,With the blacksmith, Ilmarinen,With the reckless son of Lempo,Handsome hero, Kaukomieli,On the sea's smooth ...
KYLLIKKI'S BROKEN VOW.Lemminkainen, artful husband,Reckless hero, Kaukomieli,Constantly beside his young wife.,Passed his life in sweet contentment,And the years rolled swiftly ...
ILMARINEN FORGES THE SAMPO.Wainamoinen, the magician,Takes his steed of copper color,Hitches quick his fleet-foot courser,Puts his racer to the snow-sledge,Straightway ...
OTSO THE HONEY-EATER.Came the tidings to Pohyola,To the village of the Northland,That Wainola had recoveredFrom her troubles and misfortunes,From her ...
May 28th, 1879Joy to Ierne, joy,This day a deathless crown is won,Her child of song, her glorious son,Her minstrel boyAttains ...
WAINIOINEN'S RESCUE.Wainamoinen, old and truthful,Swam through all the deep-sea waters,Floating like a branch of aspen,Like a withered twig of willow;Swam ...
WAINAMOINEN'S SAILING.Wainamoinen, old and faithful,Spake these words to Ilmarinen:"O thou wonder-working brother,Let us go to Sariola,There to gain the magic ...
WAINAMOINEN'S SOWING.Then arose old Wainamoinen,With his feet upon the island,On the island washed by ocean,Broad expanse devoid of verdure;There remained ...
I am that which began;Out of me the years roll;Out of me God and man;I am equal and whole;God changes, ...
BIRTH OF WAINAMOINEN.In primeval times, a maiden,Beauteous Daughter of the Ether,Passed for ages her existenceIn the great expanse of heaven,O'er ...
IBless the Lord, O my soul!O Lord, my God!Very great hast Thou been.Splendour and majestyThou hast put on as a ...
A sultry eve pursu'd a sultry day;Dark streaks of purple in the sky were seen,And shadows half conceal'd the lonely ...
I am weary of the Garden, Said the Rose;For the winter winds are sighing,All my playmates round me ...
So still—so still! Only the endless sighing Of sad ?olian harp-notes overhead; Only the soft mass-music for the dying; ...
LAST high star of the years whose thunder Still men's listening remembrance hears, Last light left of our ...
Hark for'ard, hark for'ard, hark for'ard, to hills where OctoberLingers awhile in his vesture resplendent yet sober,Where, salt with the ...
Lo, what wonders the day hath brought,Born of the soft and slumbrous snow!Gradual, silent, slowly wrought;Even as an artist, thought ...
All in the wild and windy night I heard the treetops moan,I heard the drift of scurrying leaves ...
WHAT flower is this that greets the morn, Its hues from Heaven so freshly born? With burning star and flaming ...
I AM that which began; Out of me the years roll; Out of me God and man; I am equal ...
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