October’s Bright Blue Weather (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
O suns and skies and clouds of June, And flowers of June together, Ye cannot rival for one hour October's ...
O suns and skies and clouds of June, And flowers of June together, Ye cannot rival for one hour October's ...
The eyes that mock me sign the way Whereto I pass at eve of day. Grey way whose violet signals ...
Do I see a contest yonder? See I miracles or pastimes? Beauteous urchins, five in number, 'Gainst five sisters fair ...
HERE where the roses blossom, where vines round the laurels are twining, Where the turtle-dove calls, where the blithe cricket ...
[This song was intended to be introduced in a dramatic poem entitled Mahomet, the plan of which was not carried ...
IN Eastern climes, by means considered new; The Mount's old-man, with terrors would pursue; His large domains howe'er were not ...
Sylvia the fair, in the bloom of fifteen, Felt an innocent warmth as she lay on the green: She had ...
Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon, With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear, I ...
My delight and thy delight Walking, like two angels white, In the gardens of the night: My desire and thy ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
SLEEP'ST thou, or wak'st thou, fairest creature? Rosy morn now lifts his eye, Numbering ilka bud which Nature Waters wi' ...
1 OUT of the cradle endlessly rocking, Out of the mocking-bird's throat, the musical shuttle, Out of the Ninth-month midnight, ...
Ye offspring of the morning sun, Ye flowers that deck the smiling plain, Your lives, in joy and bliss begun, ...
I I took the clock down from the shelf; "At eight," said I, "I shoot myself." It lacked a minute ...
Many a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of Misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, ...
SLOW the limpid currents twining, Brawl along the lonely dell, 'Till in one wild stream combining, Nought its rapid course ...
High on a rock, coaeval with the skies, A Temple stands, rear'd by immortal pow'rs To Chastity divine! ambrosial flow'rs ...
When for the Thorns with which I long, too long, With many a piercing wound, My Saviours head have crown'd, ...
The forward youth that would appear Must now forsake his Muses dear, Nor in the shadows sing His numbers languishing. ...
An Horatian Ode upon Cromwell's Return From Ireland The forward youth that would appear Must now forsake his muses dear, ...
The ArgumentA certain man having landed on an island in the Greek sea, found there a beautifuldamsel, whom he would ...
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