The Roll Of The Kettledrum; Or, The Lay Of The Last Charger (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler ...
You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler ...
I.She stood at Greenwich, motionless amid The ever-shifting crowd of passengers.I marked a big tear quivering on the lid Of ...
RUINS! A charm is in the word: It makes us smile, it makes us sigh, 'Tis like the note of ...
"On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the ...
. Pale, at its ghastly noon, Pauses above the death-still wood—the moon; The night-sprite, sighing, ...
Let me lie upon the heather Where the heath fowl have abode,In my hand the open Bible, On my lip ...
CASSANDRA Phoebus Apollo! CHORUS Hark! The lips at last unlocking. ...
What's the blast from the trumpets? Hussars, to the fray! The field-marshal rides in the rolling mellay: So ...
Newmarket or St. Leger . . .Who, in the garden pony carrying skepsOf grass or fallen leaves, his knees gone ...
On sunny slope and beechen swell, The shadowed light of evening fell; And, where the maple's leaf was brown, With ...
"The Village That Voted the Earth Was Flat"-- A Diversity of Creatures The Soldier may forget his Sword, The Sailorman ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"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 weary of lying within the chase When the knights are meeting in market-place. Nay, go not thou to ...
Part I On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and ...
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale, Whom Arthur and his knighthood called ...
Pale, at its ghastly noon, Pauses above the death-still wood--the moon; The night-sprite, sighing, through the dim air stirs; The ...
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
Scene: Federal Political Arena A darkened cave. In the middle, a cauldron, boiling. Enter the three witches. 1ST WITCH: Thrice ...
I. A NEGRO SERMON:-SIMON LEGREE (To be read in your own variety of negro dialect.) Legree's big house was white ...
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