Ode To Hygeia (Anne MacVicar Grant Poems)
DAUGHTER of Exercise and calm Content,By Temperance nourish'd in the shady vale,Where Dian's nymphs resort with bows unbent,To taste the ...
DAUGHTER of Exercise and calm Content,By Temperance nourish'd in the shady vale,Where Dian's nymphs resort with bows unbent,To taste the ...
JACK BOWLIN wuz the joker's name, A sailor chap wuz 'e, Who left his ship, the Golden Flame ,To run ...
Ever since ending of the summer weather.When last the thunder and the lightning broke,Shatt'ring themselves upon it at one stroke,The ...
From Rome's palaces and villas Gaily issued forth a throng; From her humbler habitations Moved a human tide along. Haughty ...
I.'Twas in youth, that hour of dreaming; Round me, visions fair were beaming, Golden fancies, brightly gleaming, Such as start ...
A hundred mares, all white! their manesLike mace-reed of the marshy plainsThick-tufted, wavy, free o' the ...
Oh, sweet is life in living, And earth is fair and sweet,When limbs are strong and supple, And ...
LAST night, among his fellow roughs,He jested, quaff'd, and swore; A drunken private of the Buffs,Who never look'd before. To-day, ...
If I can help another bear an ill By bearing mine with somewhat of good grace-- Can take ...
NOW, if I die, so be it. I have seen The towers of Lincoln soaring from the hill; Passed the ...
'Tis true the wisdom that my mind exactsThrough contemplation from a heart unbentBy many tempests may be stained and rent:The ...
Your door is shut against my tightened face,And I am sharp as steel with discontent;But I possess the courage and ...
AS I went by the church to-day I heard the organ cry; And goodly folk were on their knees, But ...
1. Each of us like you has died once, has passed through drift of wood-leaves, cracked and bent and tortured ...
The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses--showers and ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
I On the grey rock of Cashel the mind's eye Has called up the cold spirits that are born When ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
Your door is shut against my tightened face, And I am sharp as steel with discontent; But I possess the ...
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