The Tournay. (Fidelia S T Hill Poems)
Rose of Lancaster.* * * * *Encircled by a blooming bandOf peerless damsels, fair and young,Reclined yon canopy beneath,How bright ...
Rose of Lancaster.* * * * *Encircled by a blooming bandOf peerless damsels, fair and young,Reclined yon canopy beneath,How bright ...
Follow the river and cross the ford, Follow again to the wobbly bridge,Turn to the left at the notice board, ...
BEOWULF spake, bairn of Ecgtheow: —"Lo, now, this sea-booty, son of Healfdene,Lord of Scyldings, we've lustily brought thee,sign of glory; ...
Down the hillside tripping brightly, O'er the pebbles tinkling lightly,'Mid the meadows rippling merrily, the mountain- ...
THE POETRY OF CHAUCER Grey with all honours of age! but fresh-featured and ruddy As dawn when the drowsy farm-yard ...
Nay, Mr Speaker, let the ideal stay, The picture that voters have in mindOf Solons in debate far leagues away ...
O gracious jar,--my friend, my twin, Born at the time when I was born,--Whether tomfoolery you inspireOr animate with love's ...
IT is well enough to cheer for the brother who is up, It is fine to praise the brother who ...
These blows of fate that shake our troubled life, This long, long sorrow o'er our parted fate, Like foes assailing ...
Above my head the great pine-branches tower;Backwards and forwards each to the other bends,Beckoning the tempest-cloud which hither wendsLike a ...
Softly the bamboo bendsAs the sun sinks down unglowing,Softer the willow endsA sigh to the dusk around.Quickly the brief bat ...
THERE is a cloud above the sunset hill,That wends and makes no stay,For its goal lies beyond the fiery west;A ...
When liberty is headlong girl And runs her roads and wends her ways Liberty will shriek and whirl Her showery ...
Keen as an eagle whose flight towards the dim empyreanFearless of toil or fatigue ever royally wends!Vast in the cloud-coloured ...
No Life can pompless pass away -- The lowliest career To the same Pageant wends its way As that exalted ...
In Memory of John Keats By the Aurelian Wall, Where the long shadows of the centuries fall From Caius Cestius' ...
SHE wanders in the April woods, That glisten with the fallen shower; She leans her face against the buds, She ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
I. A bridge of pearls its form uprears High o'er a gray and misty sea; E'en in a moment it ...
Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth The ...
But therewith the sun rose upward and lightened all the earth, And the light flashed up to the heavens from ...
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