Hic Vir, Hic Est (Charles Stuart Calverley Poems)
Often, when o'er tree and turret,Eve a dying radiance flings,By that ancient pile I lingerKnown familiarly as 'King's.'And the ghosts ...
Often, when o'er tree and turret,Eve a dying radiance flings,By that ancient pile I lingerKnown familiarly as 'King's.'And the ghosts ...
'Tis done! dread winter spreads its latest glooms,And reigns tremendous o'er the conquer'd year.How dead the vegetable kingdom lies!How dumb ...
Written on Board the Prison Ship Medway, off the Island of St. Paul's,March, 1825.COME, heavenly Muse, descendFrom Zion's holy hill:Thy ...
Herr Weiser--! Three-score-years-and-ten--,A hale white rose of his country-men,Transplanted here in the Hoosier loam,And blossomy as his German home--As blossomy ...
IMOTHS AND FIREFLIESSince Fancy taught me in her school of spellsI know her tricks--These are not moths at all,Nor fireflies; ...
IF, the rude mountain turf adorning,Some lowly flower should chance to rise,With simple charms to greet the morning;Tho' plac'd beneath ...
Aristomenis, son of Menelaos,the Prince from Western Libya,was generally liked in Alexandriaduring the ten days he spent there.As his name, ...
Why should we think the years of life Will pass serenely by, When, for a day, the Sun himself Ne'er sees a cloudless ...
1.STERN Winter now has closed his dreary reign,And vernal blooms array the smiling plain;The western breeze on it's salubrious wingWafts ...
Larches are most fitting small red hillsThat rise like swollen antheaps likeablyAnd modest before big things like near MalvernOr Cotswold's ...
How simply unassuming is that strain,It is the redbreast's song, the friend of man.High is his perch, but humble is ...
Ah, Needwood! I, whose early voiceTaught thy shrill echoes to rejoice;I, who first pour'd the sylvan songThy glades, thy banks, ...
Oh! hideous fiend, of form uncouth, With jaundic'd eye, and canker'd tooth, Fell Envy, why dost thou profane The labours ...
1. HAWKSHAW 3rd Trinity. 5. KINGLAKE 3rd Trinity. 2. PIGOTT Corpus. ...
Often, when o'er tree and turret, Eve a dying radiance flings,By that ancient pile I linger Known familiarly as "King's."And ...
Evening: In the festive halls the light of many candles gleams, Shedding from the mirrors' crystal thousand-fold reflected beams. ...
IN a crooked angleOf a garden bower,'Neath a weedy tangleGrew a modest flower;Unpretending, unoffending,Gifted but with fancy,Unassuming in his bloomingGrew ...
Nor wert thou only by thy kindred wept,-- Young mother! gentle daughter! cherish'd wife! Deep in her memory France hath ...
WEE, modest crimson-tippèd flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender ...
ON TURNING ONE DOWN WITH THE PLOUGH, IN APRIL, 1786 Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil ...
~for Jackson C. Frank It seems almost too far fetched really, too difficult to believe. This unassuming moon shining like ...
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