Black Bess (Eliza Cook Poems)
TURPIN had his Black Bess, and she carried him well,As fame with her loud-breathing trumpet will tell;She knew not the ...
TURPIN had his Black Bess, and she carried him well,As fame with her loud-breathing trumpet will tell;She knew not the ...
Be kind when you can, though the kindness be little,'Tis small letters make up philosophers' scrolls;The crystal of Happiness, vivid ...
'Tis the streamer of England - it floats o'er the brave-'Tis the fairest unfurled o'er the land or the wave;But ...
Cheer up, cheer up, my mother dear!Ah! Why do you sit and weep?Do you think that he who guards me ...
Bring the Harp of the West, and the Pipes of the North,When our Trumpet note calls to the field;Let the ...
I gazed on orbs of flashing black; I met the glow of hazel light; I marked the hue of ...
I leave thee for awhile, my love, I leave thee with a sigh; The fountain spring within my soul is ...
THE ORB I like is not the one That dazzles with its lightning gleam; That dares to look upon the ...
HE crawls to the cliff and plays on a brink Where every eye but his own would shrink; No music ...
I LOVE it, I love it ; and who shall dare To chide me for loving that old Arm-chair ? ...
THREE summers have gone since the first time we met, love, And still 'tis in vain that I ask thee ...
THE worm, the rich worm, has a noble domain In the field that is stored with its millions of slain ...
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