Up The River (Bessie Rayner Parkes Poems)
TIS April! 'Tis a holyday! and they shut close yester-even The golden gates of Sydenham with the clang of iron ...
TIS April! 'Tis a holyday! and they shut close yester-even The golden gates of Sydenham with the clang of iron ...
COME out, said Leonard, bursting through my door, His black curls tangled like a fretting sea,-- "Come out, nor waste ...
PEACE on the hush'd earth fell at eventide, As dew from heaven upon the thirsty grass; No sound unmusical broke ...
BEHOLD, O Lord! these unhewn stones Piled rudely for thy mighty towers, And I, condemned to work alone, Possessor of ...
PART I."THE night is dark as pitch, Harry, But there's not a drop of rain, And when the tide has ...
TIME rolls, and month by month The upwelling blood of Nature fills her veins, And the bright wooing sun From ...
WE walk in mysteries howsoe'er we tread, And none less awful that we see them not, Or that our solemn ...
THE sultry sun Burn'd hotter in December than the skies Of our far land in June; within a bower, Where ...
WHAT art thou, and what hidest thou, Thou veil of fair material sense, So thin, of baffling permanence? What art ...
'TIS dark, and I fancy A ring at the bell,-- My heart leapeth up With a throb and a swell; ...
THE palms are yellowing in the Autumn heat, I hate the ripple of that tideless sea, But worse the line ...
FINE and strong 'T has stood for long, Jetting up its slender lances Far athwart the arched sky, On whose ...
I SAT once more within a tangl'd wood, Beside a quiet river, on whose breast A world of trees look'd ...
ON the still water of our childish days The noonday blue and midnight heaven look down, Painting themselves, while every ...
OH cruel England! standing coldly by, While groans of human creatures rend the sky. The mother's darling and the sister's ...
HEAVILY hang the purple grapes By fair Lake Garda's waveless side; Above, in slow ethereal march, Battalion'd clouds in order ...
IN a garden filled with sunshine, Deep in the heart of Rome, Came the exiled gods of Hellas, And made ...
IN ancient Rome a temple stands, Around whose aged feet The tide flows up from many lands, And eddies through ...
WHEN trembling angels stand aloof, Watching the fight with folded wings, Forbid or succour or reproof, And every hasting second ...
I WAS a painter; if I lov'd Her glorious face too much, It was that thought had carv'd its lines,-- ...
At New York.I SAW you seated in your lonely room, Of human friends forlorn, of spirits full, Who gave you ...
SPIK'D reed and golden Iris bending over Low-running streams, and that small pleading flower We none of us forget, with ...
WHO holds us heart to heart it mattereth not, If Thou, who holdest all within thy hand, Wilt say, "Well ...
NO word of pity, if the storm should beat, Need any voice bestow which calls you dear; You will not ...
FATE brooded darkly o'er the ancient world, Athens and Rome beneath her shadow dwelt; The snaky terror of her eye ...
OH! thoughts of Genius, cloth'd in hues divine, And sanctifying this time-honour'd spot,-- Oh! sacrifices on the holy shrine Of ...
SWEET melody amidst the moving spheres Breaks forth, a solemn and entrancing sound, A harmony whereof the earth's green hills ...
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