Ode For The Queen’s Jubilee. 1837-1887. (Arthur Weir Poems)
I_Sailor William is dead. And now Toll the great bells disconsolate. Let the maiden have time for tearsEre you ...
I_Sailor William is dead. And now Toll the great bells disconsolate. Let the maiden have time for tearsEre you ...
Ma Chere'Since the morning we parted On the slippery docks of Rochelle,I have wandered, well nigh broken-hearted, Through many a ...
In Egypt Rhodope was born, And lived afar from king and court;No jewels did the maid adorn; She crowned herself ...
You named it better than you knew Who called yon little town Lachine, Though through the lapse of years betweenThe ...
We gathered, a jovial party, Together on New Year's eve,To welcome the coming monarch And to see the old one ...
Fifteen years have come and gone, Maiden since thy large, brown eyesOpened first and looked upon Wintry English skies.Fifteen treasure ...
King Winter sleeps. His daughter, Spring, His sceptre steals away,And, laughing, bids fair Nature bring For once a perfect day.Bright ...
Poor, lone Carlotta, Mexico's mad Queen, Babbling of him, amid thy vacant halls, Whose ears have long been heedless of ...
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