Agatha (Alfred Austin Poem)
SHE wanders in the April woods, That glisten with the fallen shower; She leans her face against the buds, She ...
SHE wanders in the April woods, That glisten with the fallen shower; She leans her face against the buds, She ...
Gray, gray is Abbey Assaroe, by Belashanny town, It has neither door nor window, the walls are broken down; The ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
Far, far from here, The Adriatic breaks in a warm bay Among the green Illyrian hills; and there The sunshine ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
SWEET flow'ret, pledge o' meikle love, And ward o' mony a prayer, What heart o' stane wad thou na move, ...
O THOU pale orb that silent shines While care-untroubled mortals sleep! Thou seest a wretch who inly pines. And wanders ...
NOW Nature hangs her mantle green On every blooming tree, And spreads her sheets o' daisies white Out o'er the ...
THE SUN he is sunk in the west, All creatures retir?d to rest, While here I sit, all sore beset, ...
INHUMAN man! curse on thy barb'rous art, And blasted be thy murder-aiming eye; May never pity soothe thee with a ...
GUDEWIFE,I MIND it weel in early date, When I was bardless, young, and blate, An' first could thresh the barn, ...
WHERE are the joys I have met in the morning, That danc'd to the lark's early song? Where is the ...
NO more, ye warblers of the wood! no more; Nor pour your descant grating on my soul; Thou young-eyed Spring! ...
THE WIND blew hollow frae the hills, By fits the sun's departing beam Look'd on the fading yellow woods, That ...
WHEN biting Boreas, fell and dour, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r; When Phoebus gies a short-liv'd glow'r, Far south ...
SENSIBILITY, how charming, Dearest Nancy, thou canst tell; But distress, with horrors arming, Thou alas! hast known too well! Fairest ...
MY 1 heart is wae, and unco wae, To think upon the raging sea, That roars between her gardens green ...
THERE was three kings into the east, Three kings both great and high, And they hae sworn a solemn oath ...
AH, woe is me, my mother dear! A man of strife ye've born me: For sair contention I maun bear; ...
There were three kings into the east, Three kings both great and high, An' they hae sworn a solemn oath ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
O YE whose cheek the tear of pity stains, Draw near with pious rev'rence, and attend! Here lie the loving ...
I LEFT thee last, a child at heart, A woman scarce in years: I come to thee, a solemn corpse ...
For ever, since my childish looks Could rest on Nature's pictured books; For ever, since my childish tongue Could name ...
IF all the gentlest-hearted friends I know Concentred in one heart their gentleness, That still grew gentler till its pulse ...
The seraph sings before the manifest God-One, and in the burning of the Seven, And with the full life of ...
THE seraph sings before the manifest God-One, and in the burning of the Seven, And with the full life of ...
Because thou hast the power and own'st the grace To look through and behind this mask of me (Against which ...
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