A Fragment (I) (Philip James Bailey Poems)
And Zetland where, betimes, some ruthless wightScaling the scaur, in sport the nests despoilsOf auk or gull; they, crowding clamorous ...
And Zetland where, betimes, some ruthless wightScaling the scaur, in sport the nests despoilsOf auk or gull; they, crowding clamorous ...
Thus to Glaucus spakeDivine Sarpedon, since he did not findOthers, as great in place, as great in mind:--Above the rest ...
Clasp closer, arms; press closer, lips, In last and vain carressing;For never more that pallid cheek Will crimson 'neath your pressing,For these ...
Evenstar, still evenstarIf this twilight thou dost shineOn a more unhappy head,On tears lonelier than mine,Vainer prayers and deepest sighs,Take, ...
Tho' the modern woman pantsTo disguise her gender,Yet no fear my spirits hauntsLest I should offend her.Vain it were indeed ...
A POETICAL EPISTLE TO THE AUTHORS OF THE MONTHLY REVIEW.AN INTRODUCTORY ADDRESS OF THE AUTHOR TO HIS POEMS.Ye idler things, ...
Poor, pretty little thing she was, The sweetest-faced of girls, With eyes as blue as larkspurs, And ...
IS'T joy to me that Jesus lives? That he,Whom mortals buried, burst the riven tomb,And came again to prove that ...
When on the earth had settled moral night,And darkness reigned where once shone Sinai's light;When superstitious rites usurped the placeWhere ...
God wrapt him in a world of purer light And clearer thought. His soulPulsed into being, gifted with far might. ...
I Life flung to Art this voice, of mercy bare. "Fool, to my human earth come you, so free, To ...
IWhen we have thrown off this old suit,So much in need of mending,To sink among the naked mute,Is that, think ...
Vain is the chiming of forgotten bells That the wind sways above a ruined shrine. Vainer his voice in whom ...
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
The rain set early in tonight, The sullen wind was soon awake, It tore the elm-tops down for spite, And ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule, First put the British troops to school; Instructed them in warlike trade, And new ...
Content, the false World's best disguise, The search and faction of the Wise, Is so abstruse and hid in night, ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
Not in that wasted garden Where bodies are drawn into grass That feeds no flocks, and into evergreens That bear ...
By Sidney and Clifford Lanier. O wish that's vainer than the plash Of these wave-whimsies on the shore: "Give us ...
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