Verses – III (John Dunmore Lang Poems)
ANTARCTIC isle! thy mountains riseAll dimly o'er the western main;But gladly I regale my eyesWith the bless'd sight of land ...
ANTARCTIC isle! thy mountains riseAll dimly o'er the western main;But gladly I regale my eyesWith the bless'd sight of land ...
For the Native Youth of the Colony.FATHER of all! a youthful raceUnknown to fortune and to fame,Presumes to celebrate thy ...
ALL thoughtful at the close of day,As Judah's captive Prophet layBy Chebar's rapid tide;Transported to his native land,Jehovah's Angel seemed ...
Go, angel, cherub, go,Back to thy native skies;Nor tarry longer here below,Amid earth's vanities;Hear'st not that voice, "Come, daughter, come?"It ...
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