Mystery Of Carmel (Madge Morris Wagner Poems)
The Mission floor was with weeds o'ergrown,And crumbling and shaky its walls of stone;Its roof of tiles, in tiers and ...
The Mission floor was with weeds o'ergrown,And crumbling and shaky its walls of stone;Its roof of tiles, in tiers and ...
SCENE I. The Country.Enter ALBERT.Albert. O that the earth were empty, as when CainHad no perplexity to hide his head!Or ...
THE dismal news ran through the land of Moush:"Here comes the Khan Long Timour, fierce and fell,The despot grim who ...
In the roar of the storm, in the wild bitter voice of the tempest-whipped sea,The cry of my darling, my ...
High up in the sky there, now, you know,In this May twilight, our cottage is asleep,Tenantless, and no creature there ...
'Again the sun is hot and high in heaven;The rustic sweats beneath the sultry ray;The idler seeks the shady walk; ...
'TWAS the Pentecost time of tournamentAt the court of high Castile,And the first, among the Spanish knights,Was the prince of ...
As lovers, banished from their lady's faceAnd hopeless of her grace,Fashion a ghostly sweetness in its place,Fondly adoreSome stealth-won cast ...
430It would never be Common-more-I said-Difference-had begun-Many a bitterness-had been-But that old sort-was done-Or-if it sometime-showed-as 'twill-Upon the Downiest-Morn-Such bliss-had ...
The mitherless lammie ne'er miss'd its ain mammie,—We tentit it kindly by nicht and by day;The bairnies made game o't, ...
As to some lovely temple, tenantlessLong since, that once was sweet with shivering brass,Knowing well its altars ruined and the ...
It would never be Common -- more -- I said -- Difference -- had begun -- Many a bitterness -- ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
As lovers, banished from their lady's face And hopeless of her grace, Fashion a ghostly sweetness in its place, Fondly ...
PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty's eye, As in those gardens where ...
As to some lovely temple, tenantless Long since, that once was sweet with shivering brass, Knowing well its altars ruined ...
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