The Fall of Needwood (Francis Noel Clarke Mundy Poems)
Ah, Needwood! I, whose early voiceTaught thy shrill echoes to rejoice;I, who first pour'd the sylvan songThy glades, thy banks, ...
Ah, Needwood! I, whose early voiceTaught thy shrill echoes to rejoice;I, who first pour'd the sylvan songThy glades, thy banks, ...
The Representation.ARGUMENT. Mundus Opes, Animam Coelum, Terramque resumpsit Terra: DEUS, Vitam cum tulit, Ipse dedit. Solus Amor facit esse DEUM; ...
THE ADDRESS. Where's Friendships Residence? To what unknown New Planet--World is That rare Phoenix flown? Great, and Good GOD! Who ...
And is not love in vain, Torture enough without a living tomb? ...
'TWAS the Pentecost time of tournamentAt the court of high Castile,And the first, among the Spanish knights,Was the prince of ...
A youth went forth to exile, from a homeSuch as to early thought gives images,The longest treasur'd, and most oft ...
WHEN THE AUTHOR HAD NO SAVING KNOW-LEDGE OF CHRIST.I LOVE to lie quite still in Sleep's soft arms,And let my ...
NAY, Sister, nay,but say not so,For o'er my memory even nowThere comes, as if it were a dream,A train indeed ...
FROM frozen climes, and endless tracts of snow, From streams which northern winds forbid to flow, What present shall the ...
When Phoebus, and the Nine harmonious Maids, Of old assembled in the Thespian Shades; What Theme, they cry'd, what high ...
DEAR tranquil shades, where freedom reigns,Where calm content has fix'd her seat,Lost to the world, its joys, its pains,With thee ...
Whither wouldst thou, restless Spirit?Why so ill content to stay?Ne'er was night so long and gloomy,But it yielded to the ...
DOOM 'D by my fates, unhappy star,Dear maid, I seek the dang'rous wave;Condemn'd by thee to wander far,To love and ...
O Power of fancy, from thy treasur'd storeOf past delights, which smile on earth no more,Give to my aching heart ...
Je vis,—mais dans les larmes! Such is the heart whose treasur'd storeOf sweet, and early hope is gone:It withers to ...
Lord, how I am all ague, when I seek What I have treasur'd in my memory! Since, if my soul ...
1 OUT of the cradle endlessly rocking, Out of the mocking-bird's throat, the musical shuttle, Out of the Ninth-month midnight, ...
SWEET CHILD OF REASON! maid serene; With folded arms, and pensive mien, Who wand'ring near yon thorny wild, So oft, ...
THOU! whose sublime poetic art Can pierce the pulses of the heart, Can force the treasur'd tear to flow In ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
She said: the pitying audience melt in tears, But Fate and Jove had stopp'd the Baron's ears. In vain Thalestris ...
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