By Flood and Field 2 (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
They have saddled a hundred milk-white steeds,They have bridled a hundred black.-Old Ballad.'He turned in his saddle, now follow who ...
They have saddled a hundred milk-white steeds,They have bridled a hundred black.-Old Ballad.'He turned in his saddle, now follow who ...
The sun has gone down, spreading wide onThe sky-line one ray of red fire ;Prepare the soft cushions ...
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
Part IVisions in the SmokeRest, and be thankful! On the verge Of the tall cliff rugged and grey,But whose granite ...
You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler ...
PLATE IRixa super meroThey sat by their wine in the tavern that night,But not in good fellowship true:The Rhenish was ...
Through the lattice rushes the south wind, dense With fumes of the flowery frankincense From hawthorn blossoming thickly; And gold ...
Scene I"Discontent"LAURENCE RABY.Laurence:I said to young Allan M'Ilveray, Beside the swift swirls of the North,When, in lilac shot through with ...
I'll tell you a story; but pass the "jack",And let us make merry to-night, my men.Aye, those were the days ...
A DialogueMark:So, Maurice, you sail to-morrow, you say? And you may or may not return?Be sociable, man! for once in ...
FauconshaweTo fetch clear water out of the spring The little maid Margaret ran;From the stream to the castle's western ...
Turn out, boys! — "What's up with our super. to-night? The man's mad — Two hours to daybreak I'd swear ...
On the hill they are crowding together, In the stand they are crushing for room, Like midge-flies they swarm on ...
Am I waking? Was I sleeping? Dearest, are you watching yet?Traces on your cheeks of weeping Glitter, 'tis in vain ...
The troubles of life are many, The pleasures of life are few;When we sat in the sunlight, Annie, I dreamt ...
The terrible night-watch is over,I turn where I lie,To eastward my dim eyes discoverFaint streaks in the sky ;Faint streaks ...
Francesca.Crush'd and throng'd are all the places In our amphitheatre,'Midst a sea of swarming faces I can yet distinguish her;Dost ...
Aye, snows are rife in December, And sheaves are in August yet,And you would have me remember, And I would ...
The shore-boat lies in the morning light, By the good ship ready for sailing;The skies are clear, and the dawn ...
You'll take my tale with a little salt;But it needs none, nevertheless!I was foiled completely - fair at fault -Disheartened, ...
Sunlight On The SeaMake merry, comrades, eat and drink (The sunlight flickers on the sea),The garlands ...
A burning glass of burnished brass, The calm sea caught the noontide rays,And sunny slopes of golden grass And wastes ...
All night I've heard the marsh-frog's croak,The jay's rude matins now prevail,The smouldering fire of bastard oakNow blazes, freshened by ...
Thou art moulded in marble impassive, False goddess, fair statue of strife,Yet standest on pedestal massive, A symbol and token ...
DelilahThe sun has gone down, spreading wide on The sky-line one ray of red fire;Prepare the soft cushions ...
FORRESTI've won the two tosses from Prescot;Now hear me, and hearken and heed,And pull that vile flower from your waistcoat,And ...
Ars LongaOur hopes are wild imaginings, Our schemes are airy castles,Yet these, on earth, are lords and ...
Oh! wind that whistles o'er thorns and thistles, Of this fruitful earth like a goblin elf;Why should he labour to ...
The Lord shall slay or the Lord shall save! He is righteous whether He save or slay —Brother, give thanks ...
Oh, gaily sings the bird! and the wattle-boughs are stirr'd And rustled by the scented breath of spring; Oh, the ...
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