‘The Defence Of Rorke’s Drift’: A Reverie In The Art Gallery (Emily Mary Barton Poems)
"The fierceness of man shall turn to Thy praise."HAIL, thoughtful wanderer, to these halls of Art,Here, let her bright conceptions ...
"The fierceness of man shall turn to Thy praise."HAIL, thoughtful wanderer, to these halls of Art,Here, let her bright conceptions ...
LET us not scorn the Mother Earth from whom we all proceed:The garden planted by our Lord with vivifying seed;Whose ...
FRIEND, gliding near me on life's widening stream,In whose long wake star-spangled ripples gleam,And from whose prow the pioneering lightKeenly ...
1 - The Savage.YE spirits, hovering near the skies,Or walking awful in the night;O make our old men good and ...
OVER the waves that were seething in glory.Past the horizon of landscape and lea.Round the steep mountain heights steadfast and ...
RUINS! Alas we have been wont to say,With half regretful tone, that in the graceAnd glory of our country's youthful ...
WHEN rejoicing in the light of our Salvation,With the Covenant of Peace upon the mind,We reach the crowning joy of ...
I am coming! I am coming! with my joyous tones of mirth.I am coming! I am coming! to gladden all ...
YES, she is blind! You well might doubt her doom,Seeing her softly move across the room:And from the organ, in ...
The ParentsYOUR father still walks in a garden of roses,Praising the gracious Creator of all;In comfort and rapture your mother ...
THE sleeping infant lies contentBeneath adoring mother's eyes -While o'er him linger yet the scentAnd sights and sounds of Paradise:His ...
WHAT shall we ask? A Father hears,Who weighs our blessings, counts our tears,And when for bread we pray,We leave it ...
BONNIE wee laddies, and rosy-check'd lassies,Joyfully trotting to Kindergart classes,How gaily you march to the music of duty;Pictures and poems ...
E'EN as a little child, with open book,Will to his teacher go and meekly say,In humble guise, yet wistful, earnest ...
LIKE clings to like - the aged nations sitIn solemn conclave, with the hoary headOf vast experience, seeking less to ...
FOURSCORE and fourteen years he trodThe pilgrim path ordained by God:The merry child, the happy boy,The active man in full ...
MASTER Spirit of vibration,Strike the note, adjust the key,Tune the tones of all CreationInto harmony with Thee.Let no wail of ...
A GEM is ours that never shone before,A sweet white flower that will not bloom again:An open page whereon all ...
THE scatter'd straws from richer cargoes strown,I've gather'd up and treasured as my own:Yet to no robbery do I confess,My ...
TIME is not the cruel master,Slavish souls have sometimes thought;Faster driving us and faster,Till our work is good for nought.Time ...
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