The Painter Of Florence (Ernest Jones Poems)
THERE'S a mansion old 'mid the hills of the west,So old, that men know not by whom it was built;But ...
THERE'S a mansion old 'mid the hills of the west,So old, that men know not by whom it was built;But ...
I. LINDSAY castle's jutted forth On the wild, old sounding sea,And a gallant race of the hardy North, ...
AMID the bright'ning glories of the earth,I watched a humble floweret from its birth;'Twas a pale blossom and a simple ...
In a cottage on a moor Famine's feeble children cried;The frost knocked sharply at the door, And hunger ...
LEAWOOD HALL,A Chistmas Tale. IN a cottage on a moor Famine's feeble children cried;The frost knocked sharply at the ...
The night had sunk along the city, It was a bleak and cheerless hour;The wild-winds sung their solemn ditty ...
OH! what is so blithe as through cornfields to roam, When the lark is in heaven and laughter on ...
AFTER A CHARITY SERMON. The rich are going to their homes, The clouds of dust arise;For rich men always ...
Spring is come, and shades departLighter beats each human heart;Ghost-like snow-is fleeting slow,And the green spring-grasses grow.Streams, that long have ...
Sons of freedom! break your slumbersThe day of glory's drawing nigh,Against us tyranny's red numbersRear their bloody banner high. ...
DARKNESS on the endless sea; A wild, wild wailing cry;And the sun came down-like a ...
Come to the marriage-feast Where the glittering tables wait-Where the greatest shall be the least, And the least ...
THE midnight hour is passing-the sunrise is at handThe watchers on the mountain tops are looking o'er the land,The world ...
FORTH to the fight! then shining sword of song! Sing, sing the toil, that makes the toiler strong. Sing, how ...
LABOUR! Labour! Labour!-Toil! Toil! Toil! With the wearing of the bone and the drowning of ...
Labour! labour! labour! toil! toil! toil! With the wearing of the bone and the drowning of the mind;Sink like ...
THE God of Freedom bless,With strength for self-redress, The People's might;The cause of man to save,Arouse each ...
THE CHARITY CHURCH REARED OPPOSITE THEPRISON GATE. "Glory to God! the faine is raised! And they who the most ...
Composed when confined to a solitary cell, on breadand water, without books or writing materials, May 1849 Troublesome fancies beset ...
SHARPEN the sickle! The fields are white, 'Tis the time of the harvest at last;Reapers! be up with the ...
Written in the Infirmary of Westminster Prison, when notexpecting to recover, March, 1850. Behold! unto my death bed sent, ...
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