The Fir-Tree and the Brook (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
The Fir-Tree looked on stars, but loved the Brook! "O silver-voiced! if thou wouldst wait, My love can bravely woo." ...
The Fir-Tree looked on stars, but loved the Brook! "O silver-voiced! if thou wouldst wait, My love can bravely woo." ...
From far, from eve and morning And yon twelve-winded sky, The stuff of life to knit me Blew hither: here ...
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may: Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles to-day, To-morrow will ...
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying And this same flower that smiles today Tomorrow will ...
IN Collins Street standeth a statute tall, A statue tall, on a pillar of stone, Telling its story, to great ...
Hold hard, Ned! Lift me down once more, and lay me in the shade. Old man, you've had your work ...
ON yonder lofty mountain A thousand times I stand, And on my staff reclining, Look down on the smiling land. ...
[From the Morlack.) WHAT is yonder white thing in the forest? Is it snow, or can it swans perchance be? ...
Fair stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance; Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
FAIR stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
Fair stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
Just lost, when I was saved! Just felt the world go by! Just girt me for the onset with Eternity, ...
We are the vagabonds of time, And rove the yellow autumn days, When all the roads are gray with rime ...
A chieftain, to the Highlands bound, Cries, ``Boatman, do not tarry! And I'll give thee a silver pound To row ...
(Genesis, xxii.14) The saints should never be dismay'd, Nor sink in hopeless fear; For when they least expect His aid, ...
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
When Love and I drew softly nigh And gazed in modest Chloe's eye We saw reflected there in part The ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Awake, my heart, to be loved, awake, awake! The darkness silvers away, the morn doth break, It leaps in the ...
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
You'll love me yet!-and I can tarry Your love's protracted growing: June reared that bunch of flowers you carry From ...
IN comin by the brig o' Dye, At Darlet we a blink did tarry; As day was dawnin in the ...
YE banks, and braes, and streams around The castle o' Montgomery! Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your ...
GO, fetch to me a pint o' wine, And fill it in a silver tassie; That I may drink before ...
MY heart is a-breaking, dear Tittie, Some counsel unto me come len', To anger them a' is a pity, But ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
HERE'S to thy health, my bonie lass, Gude nicht and joy be wi' thee; I'll come nae mair to thy ...
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