The Manuscript of Saint Alexius (Augusta Davies Webster Poems)
There came a child into the solemn hall where great Pope Innocent sat throned and heard angry disputings on Free-Will ...
There came a child into the solemn hall where great Pope Innocent sat throned and heard angry disputings on Free-Will ...
No not to-night, dear child; I cannot go; I'm busy, tired; they knew I should not come; you do not ...
Oh the dear summer evening! How the air is mellow with the delicate breath of flowers and wafts of hay ...
IYoung laughters, and my music! Aye till now The voice can reach no blending minors near; ...
Dead is he? Yes, our stranger guest said dead— said it by noonday, when it seemed a thing most natural ...
Five minutes here, and they must steal two more! shameful! Here have I been five mortal years and not seen ...
Not yet! I thought this time 'twas done at last, the workings perfected, the life in it; and there's the ...
If I should die this night, (as well might be, So pain has on my weakness ...
Wild wintry wind, storm through the night, Dash the black clouds against the sky, Hiss through ...
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