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 ...
A pilgrim of the wilds to-day, I lie by Cameron's stone,And let my fancy roam and play, And take sweet ...
He saw through his own soul.—TennysonAlexis grew up, and through all his youthRan dreams and splendours, as a summer bowLighting ...
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 ...
The beings of the mind are not of clay; Essentially immortal, they createAnd multiply in us a brigher ray, And ...
Young Eliore lay dreaming, and the lightOf the young sun came in, and angel brightIt made her, as within her ...
Once again within the city, 'mid its multitudinous din, Stand I, while, as sinks a leaf when left by the ...
What does the mighty engine say, Rolling along Swift and strong,Slow or fast as his driver may,Hour by ...
Aflush from the far land of song he came To us;His harp was strung with fiery threads of flame, ...
Each in his narrow cell forever laid,The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.—Gray's ElegyThe mist lies on Glen Aymer hill, ...
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 ...
You prate about your busy town, And look upon myself with pity,As something too much overgrown To grace your cultivated ...
I see yet, bright as summer beams, The spot where all my childhood wander'd,And where, in rich Arabian dreams, I ...
J'aime Monsieur Francois Rabelais, that Rough, shoulder-shrugging, laughing Frenchman,Who struts about, broad, red, and fat, With humour for his constant ...
I lay beneath the long slim wires,And heard them murmur like desires,Till, drowsy with the heat, my thoughts Set ...
L`amor che muove il Sole e l'altre stelle. —DanteI have flung away my Dante, weary with the sounding line,And the ...
God wrapt him in a world of purer light And clearer thought. His soulPulsed into being, gifted with far might. ...
You smile, and half in jest you askA song from me. A simple task,If he who sings had all the ...
Du Wonne der Natur.—Schiller.O come away to the woodland bowers, Where the shade is soft and sweet,And pillow the head ...
Das T?chtige wenns wahrhaft ist,Wirkt ?ber alle zeiten hinaus.—GoetheLet there be fingers on the lips to-day, And footsteps check'd to ...
O, how bright were those early summers When, like Heaven's own dazzling bow,All the rapt, deep life of the poet ...
A life I thought had pass'd away, With all its old, spasmodic thinking,When I read Schiller's "Robber" play, Came back ...
The spirit of God fell on him, and he pass'd From out the common bounds wherein we move,And like a ...
The feeble infant, but an hour in life, Lay wailing in our arms, while on the bedSlept, like a faded ...
On the down line, and close beside the rail, A tender violet grew,A sister spirit, when the stars grew pale, ...
The street to-night is empty, And the last slow footstep gone;The windows grow darker and darker, And I am left ...
The long deep grass is springing by the edges of the streams,And the trees have found a secret that bursts ...
I like my labour and the gods, And rave about them in the fashionOf those who framed their high abodes, ...
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