Palestine; A Prize Poem, Recited In The Theatre, Oxford (Reginald Heber Poems)
Reft of thy sons, amid thy foes forlorn,Mourn, widow'd Queen, forgotten Sion, mourn!Is this thy place, sad city, this thy ...
Reft of thy sons, amid thy foes forlorn,Mourn, widow'd Queen, forgotten Sion, mourn!Is this thy place, sad city, this thy ...
FOUR times the sun had risen and set; and now on the fifth dayCheerily called the cock to the sleeping ...
The Desert is parched in the burning sunAnd the grass is scorched and white.But the sand is passed, and the ...
The Desert is parched in the burning sunAnd the grass is scorched and white.But the sand is passed, and the ...
OH, what's the way to Arcady, To Arcady, To Arcady;Oh, what's the way to Arcady, Where all the leaves are merry?Oh, what's ...
ACCOMPANYING MANUSCRIPTS PRESENTED TO A FRIEND.'T is said that in the Holy LandThe angels of the place have blessedThe pilgrim's ...
Even now methinksEach little cottage of my native valeSwells out its earthen sides, upheaves its roof,Like to a hillock moved ...
He loved the Plant with a keen delight, A passionate fervour, strange to see,Tended it ardently, day and night, Yet never a ...
There is one God: Mahomed his Prophet. Had I his powerI would take the topmost peaks of the snow-clad Himalayas,And would ...
"Rejoice, o people! Old and youngPraise God today, and praise the king!'Tis Saint George's Day," the sheep gave tongueAs they ...
What thing unto mine earWouldst thou convey,-what secret thing,O wandering water ever whispering?Surely thy speech shall be of her.Thou water, ...
DOST see by that rock, with its summit of snow,Which the frost-ribbed billows are mining below;'Twas there that one night,...to ...
As mortals, we feel that this world is but dreary,As Christians, we cannot, we would not remain;As pilgrims, how soon ...
Now winter's wind sweeps o'er the mountains, Deeply clad in drifting snow; Soundly sleep the frozen fountains; ...
Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er ...
On observing the light of two lamps in theTown form a Triangle with a conspicuousStar in the Evening Sky.Two lights ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
I Thou who hast made thy dwelling fair With flowers beneath, above with starry lights, And set thine altars everywhere,-- ...
O living pictures of the dead, O songs without a sound, O fellowship whose phantom tread Hallows a phantom ground ...
Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicæan barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, ...
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