Tennants Anster Fair (Joseph Rodman Drake Poems)
I.'TIS the middle watch of a summer's night -The earth is dark, but the heavens are bright;Nought is seen in ...
I.'TIS the middle watch of a summer's night -The earth is dark, but the heavens are bright;Nought is seen in ...
Stopt by the storm, that long in sullen blackFrom the south-west stained its encroaching track,Haymakers, hustling from the rain to ...
What, barren here! in this so good a soil?The sight of this doth make God's heart recoilFrom giving thee his ...
All take these lips away; no more,No more such kisses give to me.My spirit faints for joy; I seeThrough mists ...
I'Twas eve in sunny Italy;The world was bright as earth can be,In that delightful month of June, When sun, and ...
"On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the ...
What makes you so late at the trysting? What caused you so long to be? For a weary time I ...
THUS seethed unceasing the son of Healfdenewith the woe of these days; not wisest menassuaged his sorrow; too sore the ...
I PASSED a day on Mosel river,-- A day beginning with the sun; It ended not till light was over, ...
I wish I were where Helen lies; Night and day on me she cries; Oh that I were ...
DOWN from yon distant mountainThe streamlet finds its way,And through the quiet village ,It flows in eddying play.A dark youth ...
Song of the Love Nights of Laos.Ever at the far side of the currentThe fishes hurl and swim,For pelicans and ...
ONE winter night, at half-past nine, Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy, I had come home, too late to dine, ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
Chorus.-Ca' the yowes to the knowes, Ca' them where the heather grows, Ca' them where the burnie rowes, My bonie ...
ARGUMENT. Baile and Aillinn were lovers, but Aengus, the Master of Love, wishing them to he happy in his own ...
I Around me the images of thirty years: An ambush; pilgrims at the water-side; Casement upon trial, half hidden by ...
Part I On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and ...
WHEN the tall bamboos are clicking to the restless little breeze, And bats begin their jerky skimming flight, And the ...
WHEN the tall bamboos are clicking to the restless little breeze, And bats begin their jerky skimming flight, And the ...
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