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 ...
[How the King's Daughter, having married me, a peasant, for love, heareth of the death of her only brother, and ...
CHRISTMAS comes, Christmas comes, Blessing wheresoe'er he roams, And he calls the little children Cluster'd in a thousand homes. Stand ...
I SAID last year, Old Christmas cometh with an open hand, Bright holly wreath'd about his temples bland, Icicles twisted ...
QUIETLY sleeping on its little couch The cherish'd infant lay; its curly hair Twin'd lovingly about the tranquil brow, And ...
WHEN trembling angels stand aloof, Watching the fight with folded wings, Forbid or succour or reproof, And every hasting second ...
THE very roses, thick with bloom, Are golden in the golden light; What sanctifies that belt of gloom? What makes ...
WHO holds us heart to heart it mattereth not, If Thou, who holdest all within thy hand, Wilt say, "Well ...
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