The Enemies (Menella Bute Smedley Poems)
PART IOh, fair was Countess Isadoure,The Ladye of Le(Menella Bute Smedley)
PART IOh, fair was Countess Isadoure,The Ladye of Le(Menella Bute Smedley)
PART FIRSTDuke William stood on the Norman shore,With all his merry men round;And he will sail the blue seas o'er,To ...
Up in the Highlands of ScotlandThe fairies are very rude;I do not know if all are so-Some of them may ...
The fame of the fearless De CourcyIs boundless as the air;With his own right hand he won the landOf Ulster, ...
"'I loosened the bonds which bindThe Pestilence, my slave;I sent him forth as the wind,I bade him stand in the ...
All night she wept the hours away,With burning cheek and throbbing head,Crying, "Alas!" and "Well-a-day!""Woe is me, for my sons ...
The churches twelve of WallingfordA stately sight they were,When gleaming shields were hangingFrom every column fair;For a mile around the ...
PART IChildren should not leave aboutAnything that's small and bright,Lest the fairies spy it out,And fly off with it at ...
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 ...
A hall it was, where myriad lamps a richer daylight made,And folds of falling purple gave harmony to shade;And odours, ...
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, ...
"Ah, Fanuel, my noble horse, and art thou, art thou slain?Wilt thou never bear me to the chase or the ...
Through changeful clouds of nightThe winter moon was gliding,Like a bird with wings of lightOn the buoyant breezes riding;Fair was ...
When midnight flung o'er earth and seaHer solemn veil of gloom,All fearless and alone was she,The Lady Grizzel Hume,-Lighted beneath ...
O, were you at war in the red Eastern land?What did you hear, and what did you see?Saw you my ...
Trust the grand and gentle trees,Never will their welcome fade;All that lives may lie at easeIn the haven of their ...
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 fire is burning bright,And the kettle hums and singsIn the happy winter night,Children talk of many things:Talk of ...
AFTER THAT SHAMEFUL IMPRISONMENT WHICH WAS THE RESULT OF HIS DEFEAT AT PAVIAI am once more a king!Wave forth my ...
We are building little homes on the sands,We are making little rooms very gay,We are busy with our hearts and ...
He lies on the grass, looking up to the sky;Blue butterflies pass like a breath or a sigh,The shy little ...
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