Hero Herald (Menella Bute Smedley Poems)
IIn his tent, at fall of day,Hero Harold loosed his mail,As a bark which nears the bayDrops on deck her ...
IIn his tent, at fall of day,Hero Harold loosed his mail,As a bark which nears the bayDrops on deck her ...
LAY THE FIRST THE DEATH OF BRUCEThere is darkness in the chamber,There is silence by the hearth,For pale, and cold, ...
"'I loosened the bonds which bindThe Pestilence, my slave;I sent him forth as the wind,I bade him stand in the ...
The churches twelve of WallingfordA stately sight they were,When gleaming shields were hangingFrom every column fair;For a mile around the ...
The burghers six of Calais,True were they and brave;To save their fellow-townsmenTheir lives they freely gave.Will ye hear their story?Come ...
Word was brought where Cortes layOn the shores of Coronzel,That, pent from the blessed light of dayAnd the free breath ...
Fairies can hide anywhere,Up and down, and in and out,'Neath the cushion of a chair,In a teapot's empty spout;They can ...
Earl Strongbow lies in Dublin towers,Begirt by a mighty host;At the horn's wild sound they have gather'd aroundFrom forest, hill, ...
Two days and nightsI watch'd the winding of the changeful lightsAbout the ivory shadows of his face,Which, like a rock, ...
In the beautiful forest is strayingAn innocent little white doe,And the creature is happily playingWith the sunlight that flickereth so;The ...
(A TRUE STORY)He died among the flowers, when dawn was leapingLike a freed lion through the sever'd east;'Twere but a ...
A FACTUp where the world grows cold,Under the sharp North star,The wrinkled ice is very old,And the life of man ...
O, were you at war in the red Eastern land?What did you hear, and what did you see?Saw you my ...
There moves a sad processionAcross the silent vale,With backward-glancing eyes of grief,And tearful cheeks all pale.Scatter'd and slow, without array,With ...
White Angels, listening all aroundThe terror, wrath, and strife of men,For faint heroic notes that soundThrough the mean tumult now ...
When the ship is but a speckTo the landsman's feeble eye,Sailors, lying on the deck,Feel at home with sea and ...
The mountain church of FrauenburgHath many a narrow bed,Where the oaken cross points upward,And peasants weep their dead;Stand we beside ...
So noble that he cannot seeHe stands in aught above the rest,But does his greatness easily,And mounts his scaffold with ...
Never subdued till now,Wounded perhaps to death,Did Italy strike the blow?Say it under your breath!She struck him; we strive in ...
Two boys stood on a heightReading their coming lives in earth and sky;One clapp'd his hands in gay delight,And cried, ...
Out of the Past there has come a Face;Wherefore I do not know;I did not call it from its place,I ...
Weep not for death,'Tis but a fever still'd,A pang suppress'd, a fear at rest,A solemn hope fulfill'd;The moonlight on the ...
SEPTEMBER 7 1862On the seventh of September, in this dreariest of years,Darkness covers Naples, and the cloud must break in ...
Let her rest!Weary were her days, oppress'dBy vain cravings to be blest.Let her sleep!Slumber holy, dreamless, deep,Cover eyes that waked ...
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