The Poets Calendar (Anonymous British Poems)
JANUARYJanus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and belowI count, as god of avenues and gates, ...
JANUARYJanus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and belowI count, as god of avenues and gates, ...
O waly, waly, my gay goss-hawk,Gin your feathering be sheen!"And waly, waly, my master dear,Gin ye look pale and lean!"O ...
Vanity of vanities, all is vanity--SOLOMON.What are life's joys and gains?What pleasures crowd its ways,That man should take such painsTo ...
Autumn gale! sweet autumn gale!Sing with me a sober wail;Summer loves the melting song;Lightsome airs to spring belong;Old December shouts ...
January.Lo, my fair! the morning lazyPeeps abroad from yonder hill; Phoebus rises, red and hazy;Frost has stopp'd the village mill.February.All ...
PART I.This Indian weed, now withered quite,Though green at noon, cut down at night,Shows thy decay;All flesh is hay:Thus think, ...
Yesterday's flowers am I,And I have drunk my last sweet draught of dew.Young maidens came and sang me to my ...
Sweet evening hour! Sweet evening hour!That calms the air and shuts the flower,That brings the wild bee to its nest,The ...
There is a tongue in every leaf,A voice in every rill --A voice that speaketh everyhwere,In flood and fire, through ...
Ye highlands and ye lawlands,Oh! quhair hae ye been?They hae slaine the Earl of Murray,And hae laid him on the ...
I'm coming along with a bounding pace, To finish the work that spring begun; I've left them all with a ...
This is the key of the Kingdom:In that Kingdom there is a city.In that city there is a town.In that ...
Each rising charm the bounteous stream bestows,The grass that thickens, and the flower that blows.And while the vale the humid ...
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