Saint Maura: A.D. 304 (Charles Kingsley Poems)
Thank God! Those gazers' eyes are gone at last!The guards are crouching underneath the rock;The lights are fading in the ...
Thank God! Those gazers' eyes are gone at last!The guards are crouching underneath the rock;The lights are fading in the ...
How will it dawn, the coming Christmas Day?A northern Christmas, such as painters love,And kinsfolk, shaking hands but once a ...
Down beside the loathly Pitch Lake,In the stately Morichal,Sat an ancient Spanish Indian,Peering through the columns tall.Watching vainly for the ...
The merry brown hares came leapingOver the crest of the hill,Where the clover and corn lay sleepingUnder the moonlight still.Leaping ...
The King was drinking in Malwood Hall,There came in a monk before them all:He thrust by squire, he thrust by ...
Oh she tripped over Ocknell plain,And down by Bradley Water;And the fairest maid on the forest sideWas Jane, the keeper's ...
(Written for music to be sung at a parish industrial exhibition)See the land, her Easter keeping,Rises as her Maker rose.Seeds, ...
There is no inn in Snowdon which is not awful dear,Excepting Pen-y-gwrydd (you can't pronounce it, dear),Which standeth in the ...
'So the foemen have fired the gate, men of mine;And the water is spent and gone?Then bring me a cup ...
A gay young knight in Burley stood,Beside him pawed his steed so good,His hands he wrung as he were woodWith ...
The Day of the Lord is at hand, at hand:Its storms roll up the sky:The nations sleep starving on heaps ...
The boy on the famous gray pony,Just bidding good-bye at the door,Plucking up maiden heart for the fencesWhere his brother ...
I heard an Eagle crying all aloneAbove the vineyards through the summer night,Among the skeletons of robber towers:Because the ancient ...
A floating, a floatingAcross the sleeping sea,All night I heard a singing birdUpon the topmost tree.'Oh came you off the ...
I would have loved: there are no mates in heaven;I would be great: there is no pride in heaven;I would ...
My parents bow, and lead them forth,For all the crowd to see—Ah well! the people might not careTo cheer a ...
Hark! hark! hark!The lark sings high in the dark.The were wolves mutter, the night hawks moan,The raven croaks from the ...
Weep, weep, weep and weep,For pauper, dolt, and slave!Hark! from wasted moor and fen,Feverous alley, stifling den,Swells the wail of ...
'Watchman, what of the night?''The stars are out in the sky;And the merry round moon will be rising soon,For us ...
Wild wild wind, wilt thou never cease thy sighing?Dark dark night, wilt thou never wear away?Cold cold church, in thy ...
The world goes up and the world goes down,And the sunshine follows the rain;And yesterday's sneer and yesterday's frownCan never ...
OH, England is a pleasant place for them that 's rich and high; But England is a cruel place for ...
A FLOATING, a floating Across the sleeping sea, All night I heard a singing bird Upon the topmast tree. "Oh, ...
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