English Eclogues I – The Old Mansion-House (Robert Southey Poems)
STRANGER.Old friend! why you seem bent on parish duty,Breaking the highway stones,--and 'tis a taskSomewhat too hard methinks for age ...
STRANGER.Old friend! why you seem bent on parish duty,Breaking the highway stones,--and 'tis a taskSomewhat too hard methinks for age ...
Aye Charles! I knew that this would fix thine eye,This woodbine wreathing round the broken porch,Its leaves just withering, yet ...
My banks they are furnish'd with bees,Whose murmur invites one to sleep;My grottos are shaded with trees,And my hills are ...
When skies are blue and days are bright A kitchen-garden's my delight, Set round with rows of decent box And blowsy girls of ...
Take now a country mood, Resolve, distil it: - Nine Acre swaying alive, June flowers that fill it, Spicy sweet-briar bush, The uneasy wren Fluttering from ...
To men now of her blood and raceEngland's a little garden place,Dear as a woman is, and sheThe Queen of ...
AROUND my porch and lowly casement spread; The myrtle never-sear, and gadding vine, With fragrant sweet-briar love to intertwine; And in my garden's ...
I LAID upon a rock beside the seaA spray of eglantine where all aboutThe water rushed in torrents in and ...
I sought for my happiness over the world, Oh, eager and far was my quest; I sought it on mountain ...
Hence, loathed Melancholy, ............Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn ............'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights ...
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