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 ...
Come away with me, Tom,Term and talk are done;My poor lads are reaping,Busy every one.Curates mind the parish,Sweepers mind the ...
Evil sped the battle playOn the Pope Calixtus' day;Mighty war-smiths, thanes and lords,In Senlac slept the sleep of swords.Harold Earl, ...
She lay among the myrtles on the cliff;Above her glared the noon; beneath, the sea.Upon the white horizon Atho's peakWeltered ...
(Written for music to be sung at a parish industrial exhibition)See the land, her Easter keeping,Rises as her Maker rose.Seeds, ...
A floating, a floatingAcross the sleeping sea,All night I heard a singing birdUpon the topmost tree.'Oh came you off the ...
Underneath their eider-robeRusset swede and golden globe,Feathered carrot, burrowing deep,Steadfast wait in charmed sleep;Treasure-houses wherein lie,Locked by angels' alchemy,Milk and ...
How sleeps yon rock, whose half-day's bath is done.With broad blight side beneath the broad bright sun,Like sea-nymph tired, on ...
1 Three fishers went sailing away to the west, 2 Away to the west as the sun went down; 3 ...
A FLOATING, a floating Across the sleeping sea, All night I heard a singing bird Upon the topmast tree. "Oh, ...
See the land, her Easter keeping, Rises as her Maker rose. Seeds, so long in darkness sleeping, Burst at last ...
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