To My Father (Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Poems)
Tired with the little follies of the day,A child crept, sobbing, to your arms to sayHer evening prayer; and if ...
Tired with the little follies of the day,A child crept, sobbing, to your arms to sayHer evening prayer; and if ...
He that loves lightliest,Shall not happen on the best;He that loves longest,Shall have rest surest;He that loves all his best,Shall ...
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
SHE behind yon mountain lives, Who my love's sweet guerdon gives. Tell me, mount, how this can be! Very glass ...
The surest thing there is is we are riders, And though none too successful at it, guiders, Through everything presented, ...
When first I ended, then I first began, The more I travell'd, further from my rest, Where most I lost, ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Not to the swift, the race: Not to the strong, the fight: Not to the righteous, perfect grace: Not to ...
How clear she shines! How quietly I lie beneath her guardian light; While heaven and earth are whispering me, " ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
SENSIBILITY, how charming, Dearest Nancy, thou canst tell; But distress, with horrors arming, Thou alas! hast known too well! Fairest ...
Were I (who to my cost already am One of those strange prodigious Creatures Man) A Spirit free, to choose ...
Were I - who to my cost already am One of those strange, prodigious creatures, man - A spirit free ...
Prayer and hope of victory. For a day of prayer in time of war. Now may the God of power ...
Genius, like gold and precious stones, is chiefly prized because of its rarity. Geniuses are people who dash of weird, ...
We mix from many lands, We march for very far; In hearts and lips and hands Our staffs and weapons ...
I Partly to think, more to be left alone, George Annandale said something to his friends- A word or two, ...
This is the Chapel: here, my son, Your father thought the thoughts of youth, And heard the words that one ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
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