Rambles In Waltham Forest (Marguerite Blessington Poems)
LAND of soft showers and far-extending vales,And woodlands fanned by summer's gentlest gales,And streams, that glisten as they steal, half ...
LAND of soft showers and far-extending vales,And woodlands fanned by summer's gentlest gales,And streams, that glisten as they steal, half ...
Full gladsome was my heart ere while to tell How proud Ambition owned superior Love; For ah! too oft his sterner power ...
OPPRESSION! thou, whose hard and cruel chain,Entails on all thy victims woe and pain;Who gives with tyrant force and scorpion ...
Now early shepheards ore ye meadow pass,And print long foot-steps in the glittering grass;The Cows unfeeding near the cottage stand,By ...
Let the sun summon all his beams to hold Bright pageant in his court, the cloud-paved skyEarth trim her fields and ...
By the sad fellowship of human suffering, By the bereavements that are thine and mine,I venture--oh, forgive me!--with this offering, I would ...
"O Heaven, he cried, my bleeding country save;Is there no hand on high to shield the brave?"——CampbellSpeak not thus in ...
As thus the patient dam assiduous sits,Not to be tempted from her tender task,Or by sharp hunger, or by smooth ...
THE WIDOW'S TALE.To Farmer Moss, in Langar Vale, came down,His only daughter, from her school in town;A tender, timid maid! ...
ALAN had preached his sermon--grave, devout, Yet full of lightnings and electric shocks For tender souls who reckoned even doubt ...
WHEN THE AUTHOR HAD NO SAVING KNOW-LEDGE OF CHRIST.I LOVE to lie quite still in Sleep's soft arms,And let my ...
I would that you should know,Dear mother, that I love you — love you so!That I remember other ...
"IWe went walking in the morning just before the sun was rising.Sad the orchard, sad our thoughts were, sad too ...
F. L. WISE.As when Judea's widows mourned as deadThe friend who fashioned garments for the poor,So, tribute upon tribute here ...
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- ...
With one consuming roar along the shingle The long wave claws and rakes the pebbles down To where its backwash ...
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