The Song of the Women (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
How shall she know the worship we would do her? The walls are high, and she is very far. How ...
How shall she know the worship we would do her? The walls are high, and she is very far. How ...
Here is nothing new nor aught unproven," say the Trumpets, "Many feet have worn it and the road is old ...
My New-Cut ashlar takes the light Where crimson-blank the windows flare. By my own work before the night, Great Overseer, ...
OH ye kindly nymphs, who dwell 'mongst the rocks and the thickets, Grant unto each whatsoe'er he may in silence ...
I once knew all the birds that came And nested in our orchard trees; For every flower I had a ...
DIVERTING in extreme there is a play, Which oft resumes its fascinating sway; Delights the sex, or ugly, fair, or ...
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
A CERTAIN pious rector (John his name), But little preached, except when vintage came; And then no preparation he required ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Although I put away his life -- An Ornament too grand For Forehead low as mine, to wear, This might ...
My Heart ran so to thee It would not wait for me And I affronted grew And drew away For ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
O for some honest lover's ghost, Some kind unbodied post Sent from the shades below! I strangely long to know ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
OH how comely it is and how reviving To the Spirits of just men long opprest! When God into the ...
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