Habeas Corpus (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
My body, eh? Friend Death, how now? Why all this tedious pomp of writ? Thou hast reclaimed it sure and slow For half ...
My body, eh? Friend Death, how now? Why all this tedious pomp of writ? Thou hast reclaimed it sure and slow For half ...
The Fir-Tree looked on stars, but loved the Brook!"O silver-voiced! if thou wouldst wait,My love can bravely woo." All smiles ...
At the king's gate the subtle noonWove filmy yellow nets of sun;Into the drowsy snare too soonThe guards fell one ...
He lies on his back, the idling smith, A lazy, dreaming fellow is he;The sky is blue, or the sky is ...
Old as the world—no other things so old;Nay, older than the world, else, how had sprungSuch lusty strength in them ...
With what a childish and short-sighted senseFear seeks for safety; recons up the daysOf danger and escape, the hours and ...
No days such honored days as these! While yetFair Aphrodite reigned, men seeking wideFor some fair thing which should forever ...
Old as the world--no other things so old; Nay, older than the world, else, how had sprung Such lusty strength ...
The Fir-Tree looked on stars, but loved the Brook! "O silver-voiced! if thou wouldst wait, My love can bravely woo." ...
He lies on his back, the idling smith, A lazy, dreaming fellow is he; The sky is blue, or the ...
With what a childish and short-sighted sense Fear seeks for safety; recons up the days Of danger and escape, the ...
No days such honored days as these! While yet Fair Aphrodite reigned, men seeking wide For some fair thing which ...
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