A Promise (Ada Cambridge Poems)
1.Should'st thou, in grip of dread disease,Foresee the day when thou must die,With no more hope of life or ease,But ...
1.Should'st thou, in grip of dread disease,Foresee the day when thou must die,With no more hope of life or ease,But ...
1.I know now why the world was sad,With so much good to make it glad;Why all things loveliest and bestHave ...
I.Fallen the lofty halls, where vassal crowds Drank in the dawn of Gertrude's natal day. The dungeon roof an ...
Speak kindly, wife; the little ones will grow Fairest and straightest in the warmest sun. We talk so often ...
How calm the spangled city spread below! How cool the night! How fair the starry skies! How sweet the dewy ...
Earth, outward tuning on her path in space This pensive southern face, Swathing its smile and shine In ...
Because I live, ye shall live also.Calmly the Paschal moonlight now is sleeping On mossy hillock and on headstone ...
One winter eve, at twilight, when the sound Of sorrowful winds scarce troubled Nature's rest, As she lay sleeping, ...
He asked life of thee, and thou gavest him a long life, even for ever and ever. Life—length of days—the ...
And unto Adam He said…. cursed is the ground for thy sake. Thorns…. shall bring it forth. ...
Is the morning dim and cloudy? Does the wind drift up the leaves? Is there mist upon the mountains, where ...
Over the smooth lawns, broider'd with violets, Over the hedges of snow-white thorn, Over the billowy, pink apple-blossoms, ...
So still—so still! Only the endless sighing Of sad ?olian harp-notes overhead; Only the soft mass-music for the dying; ...
The Spirit of man is the candle of the Lord. "The Spirit itself beareth witness with our ...
The sun has set; grey shadows darken slowly The rose-red cloud-hills that were bathed in light O Lord, to ...
The snow falls soft and thick. My cedar bough Sways up and down, and scratches on the glass. The wind ...
As an April garden Breathes the scent of rain— Rain that calls her treasures Back to life again— So my ...
O for wings! that I might soar A little way above the floor, A little way beyond the roar— A ...
And is the great cause lost beyond recall? Have all the hopes of ages come to naught? Is life no ...
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