Hervey To Nina – Miss Bremer (Grace Greenwood Poems)
DIVIDED in our lives, and yet twin-hearted!Our sad first parents shared a happier fate;When, from Love's Eden, dearest, we departed,'T ...
DIVIDED in our lives, and yet twin-hearted!Our sad first parents shared a happier fate;When, from Love's Eden, dearest, we departed,'T ...
We wreathed about our darling's head The morning-glory bright;Her little face looked out beneath So full of life and light,So lit as ...
AH! little flower, upspringing, azure-eyed, The meadow-brook beside, Dropping delicious balms Into the tender palmsOf lover-winds, that woo with light caress, In still ...
Oh gay young husbandmen would you be sure of a crop Upspringing rankly, an abundant and bountiful yield? Go forth in the ...
How long wilt stand outside and cower? Come straight within, beloved guest. The winds are fierce this wintry hour: Come, stay awhile with ...
Come to my calling, Lilly Lane,Like music falling, Come again.The earth is dreary, Sorrow's reign,My thoughts are weary, Come again.The flowers upspringing, Bring me pain,My ...
The Mills of God grind slowly, but they grind exceeding small--So soft and slow the great wheels go they scarcely ...
I.WE roam the hills together,In the golden summer weather,Will and I:And the glowing sunbeams bless us,And the winds of heaven ...
THY life is like a fountain clear, upspringingBeside the weary way I'm treading now;I love to linger near, and feel ...
I sat apart upon a hill, And piped and piped ...
Alone I list In the leafy tryst; Silent the woodlands in their starry sleep- Silent the phantom wood in ...
John Brown and Jeanne at Fontainebleau- 'Twas Toussaint, just a year ago; Crimson and copper was the glow Of all ...
Two beautiful and rosy babes are pictured here alone, Two infants of a noble race, as any near the throne:-- ...
IN the sleepy forest where the bluebells Smouldered dimly through the night, Dermuid saw the leaves like glad green waters ...
If thou didst slip 'neath the encircling wave And found sure death in coral groves below, Dost think the sea ...
With brain o'erworn, with heart a summer clod, With eye so practised in each form around,- And all forms mean,-to ...
I do not falter in the sight of God; This bare-browed standing in His awful view, Strips the illusions off ...
Oh! To be a flower Nodding in the sun, Bending, then upspringing As the breezes run; Holding up A scent-brimmed ...
The day had been a day of wind and storm;-- The wind was laid, the storm was overpast,-- And stooping ...
Mirth the halls of Troy was filling, Ere its lofty ramparts fell; From the golden lute so thrilling Hymns of ...
Birds all the summer day Flutter and quarrel Here in the arbour-like Tent of the laurel. Here in the fork ...
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