A Walk To Pamphy Linns (Alexander Anderson Poems)
We took a walk to Pamphy linns— Three other friends and I,Glad-hearted as when day begins With summer in the ...
We took a walk to Pamphy linns— Three other friends and I,Glad-hearted as when day begins With summer in the ...
He saw through his own soul.—TennysonAlexis grew up, and through all his youthRan dreams and splendours, as a summer bowLighting ...
Two angels, as I grew up glad and gay From golden infancy,Were with me, walking all along the way On ...
Alone. For Jack has gone away, To hide his head in proofs and letters;And left me here to spend the ...
O meines Lebens goldne zeit.—SchillerO the youth of love and madness! let me sing another songEre the cynic grows upon ...
Come in, gudeman, to your ain fireside, There's a cauld, cauld grup in the air,An' the win' blaws snell frae ...
The Nith has a weird, weird soun' the nicht, As it swurls through the big black pool,An' the win' comin' ...
The beings of the mind are not of clay; Essentially immortal, they createAnd multiply in us a brigher ray, And ...
A pure sweet life, that came upon our earth,Stay'd for a space, and then went back to heaven.I know not ...
Young Eliore lay dreaming, and the lightOf the young sun came in, and angel brightIt made her, as within her ...
From hill-encircled Windermere, And all through happy Ambleside,Where every nook and spot were dear, A gentle Spirit was my guide.He ...
Once again within the city, 'mid its multitudinous din, Stand I, while, as sinks a leaf when left by the ...
Into all the onward current and this iron time that feels Its own way with din and clamour through this ...
Bless her dear little heart!" said my mate, and he pointed out to me, Fifty yards to the right, in ...
Aflush from the far land of song he came To us;His harp was strung with fiery threads of flame, ...
I heard beneath my feet the clear sharp ring Of grinding rail and wheel,I felt, as on we sped with ...
I hear the winds of summer rush Above my head to-day,As here I sit by Connelbush To dream one hour ...
On fire-horses and wind-horses we career.—CarlyleHurrah! for the mighty engine, As he bounds along his track:Hurrah, for the life that ...
I am auld an' frail, an' I scarce can gang, Though whiles when I tak' a turn,It's only when the ...
In the shake and rush of the engine, In the full, deep breath of his chest,In the swift, clear clank ...
I was a shepherd in the Tempean vale, I heard Apollo play,And send sweet music, like a lover's tale, Throughout ...
You were dead, they said; In the churchyard had been laid,Many weeks ago, the dust whose youth was in ...
Move upward, working out the brute, And let the ape and tiger die. —TennysonAy, in heaven's name, let us move ...
England, amid thy great in this great time One man, white-haired, with misty, flashing eyesLooms from the rest, in his ...
Who are the heroes we hail to-day,And circle their brows with wreaths of bay?Is it the warrior back again,To be ...
The Rev. John Donaldson, M.A., Kirkconnel. "Ave Atque Vale."A brooding quiet rests to-day On all the well-known hills around;Spring lingers ...
"Forget the snorting steam and piston stroke,Forget the spreading of the hideous town."—The Earthly ParadiseYes, William Morris, it were well ...
I heard this old legend a few days ago— A legend so quaint Of Ireland's saint, That to lighten my ...
Rachel, soft and shy and blushing, pass'd into the angel wife, Tears of joy within the rapture of her sweetly-drooping ...
I lay beneath the long slim wires,And heard them murmur like desires,Till, drowsy with the heat, my thoughts Set ...
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