The Parish Register – Part II: Marriages (George Crabbe Poems)
DISPOSED to wed, e'en while you hasten, stay;There's great advantage in a small delay:Thus Ovid sang, and much the wise ...
DISPOSED to wed, e'en while you hasten, stay;There's great advantage in a small delay:Thus Ovid sang, and much the wise ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
FORERUNNERS Walter. I HAVE a strain of a departed bard; One who was born too late into this world. A ...
"LOOK on this cast, and know the hand That bore a nation in its hold: From this mute witness ...
The Wife Child, why do you linger beside her portal? None shall hear you now if you knock or clamor* ...
LITTLE white clouds, why are you flying Over the sky so blue and cold? Fair faint hopes, why are you ...
THE CHANCELLOR mused as he nibbled his pen (Sure no Minister ever looked wiser), And said, "I can summon ...
I hear the lark to-day; he sings Against a hazy April cloud—The glorious little soul with wings! Who sings so ...
AN evening born for dreams! upon the shoreLies the long glory in her vanishingOf day grown tender ere she is ...
She sits upon her nest all day, Secure amid the toiling dinOf serpent belts that coil and play, And, moaning, ...
IT "S human for a womanTo enjoy a little cry;Though a man will grin and bear 'emAnd pass little troubles ...
Ye offspring of the morning sun, Ye flowers that deck the smiling plain,Your lives, in joy and bliss begun, In ...
O SORROW! Why dost borrow The natural hue of health, from vermeil lips?-- To give maiden blushes To the white ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
AN INDIAN LEGEND. (MAHADEVA is one of the numerous ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Ye offspring of the morning sun, Ye flowers that deck the smiling plain, Your lives, in joy and bliss begun, ...
Oh, it's pleasant sitting here, Seeing all the people pass; You beside your bock of beer, I behind my demi-tasse. ...
UPON thy purple mat thy body bare Is fine and limber like a tender tree. The motion of thy supple ...
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