The Three Sons (John Moultrie Poems)
I have a son, a little son, a boy just five years old,With eyes of thoughtful earnestness, and mind of ...
I have a son, a little son, a boy just five years old,With eyes of thoughtful earnestness, and mind of ...
She cometh to the seaward shrine, A mother, with her children three; And they have made the holy sign, And they have dropped ...
This is the thanksgiving of the weary,The song of him that is ready to rest.It is good to be glad ...
Oh, mountain monarch, at whose feet I stand,-- Clouds to adorn thy brow, skies clasp thy hand,-- Nature divine, in harmony profound, With ...
Now from Leander's place she rose, and found Her hair and rent robe scatter'd on the ground; Which ...
No longer could the Day nor Destinies Delay the Night, who now did frowning rise Into her throne; ...
Evening and morning, midnight and mid noon,For twice five lustres, this my cell hath been,My pleasure-house and prison.—I did swear,Kissing ...
Now in these last spent drops, slow, slower shed,Love dies, Love dies, Love dies--ah, Love is dead!Sad Love in life, ...
Philosophy's most useful part is this,Which shews us what a wise man's duty is,Which teacheth what we should pursue or ...
PAINTED on a little cloud, Opposite the sunset sky, Far above the high-pil'd crowd Sailing slowly softly by, I saw ...
When words we want, Love teacheth to indite; And what we blush to speak, she bids us write. (Robert Herrick)
Across the sea, along the shore, In numbers more and ever more, From lonely hut and busy town, The valley ...
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