The Poor Man’s Lamb (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems)
NOW spent the alter'd King, in am'rous Cares, The Hours of sacred Hymns and solemn Pray'rs: In vain the Alter ...
NOW spent the alter'd King, in am'rous Cares, The Hours of sacred Hymns and solemn Pray'rs: In vain the Alter ...
He didn't die in the whirlpool by the mill where he had fallen in after a wild chase by all ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
That you are fair or wise is vain, Or strong, or rich, or generous; You must have also the untaught ...
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
Ask not the cause why sullen spring So long delays her flow'rs to bear; Why warbling birds forget to sing, ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
Pray why are you so bare, so bare, Oh, bough of the old oak-tree; And why, when I go through ...
The Morning after Woe -- 'Tis frequently the Way -- Surpasses all that rose before -- For utter Jubilee -- ...
In the story of Patroclus no one survives, not even Achilles who was nearly a god. Patroclus resembled him; they ...
When first the fiery-mantled sun His heavenly race begun to run; Round the earth and ocean blue, His children four ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
(Genesis, xxii.14) The saints should never be dismay'd, Nor sink in hopeless fear; For when they least expect His aid, ...
A man feared that he might find an assassin; Another that he might find a victim. One was more wise ...
"MY First - but don't suppose," he said, "I'm setting you a riddle - Is - if your Victim be ...
The day was wet, the rain fell souse Like jars of strawberry jam, a sound was heard in the ...
There are many cumbersome ways to kill a man. You can make him carry a plank of wood to the ...
The cruelty of P. L. Brown- (He had ten toes as good as mine) Was known to every one in ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
There are many cumbersome ways to kill a man. You can make him carry a plank of wood to the ...
Following are several translations of the 'Old Pond' poem, which may be the most famous of all haiku: Furuike ya ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
WAE worth thy power, thou cursed leaf! Fell source o' a' my woe and grief! For lack o' thee I've ...
In memory of Marjorie Carr Stevens Each day with so much ceremony begins, with birds, with bells, with whistles from ...
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