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, ...
Trained tenderly by Heaven and Earth,Up grew she to her gentle height,-Grew to the level of the lightThat shines by ...
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 ...
"'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 ...
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 butterfly was grieved one dayBecause he could do nought but play;He envied bees and birds and ants,And senseless stones ...
Through changeful clouds of nightThe winter moon was gliding,Like a bird with wings of lightOn the buoyant breezes riding;Fair was ...
Says he, "I'll take my father's gun,Obedience is absurd;And would not it be awful funIf I could shoot a bird!"Says ...
A FACTUp where the world grows cold,Under the sharp North star,The wrinkled ice is very old,And the life of man ...
Where were you when I suffered? My heart was very faint;It wanted a heart to lean on; where was yours ...
Forget-me-nots grow by the stream,Their blue eyes look up to the skies;I think I have seen in a dreamAs blue ...
Down by the pier, when the sweet morn is blowing,Slips from her moorings the fisher's light bark,Sends up her ringing ...
She is sleeping on the grass,Where her daily footsteps pass;All her errands left undoneAt the bidding of the sun;From the ...
"Odin hath spoken! The king of heavenAnswer dark to my prayer hath given;Odin hath spoken a fearful thing,-Hear, O people! ...
AGED THREE YEARS AND A HALFDeep in thy round blue eyesAsleep thy spirit lies,Or half-awake and wanton in its play,As ...
The mountain church of FrauenburgHath many a narrow bed,Where the oaken cross points upward,And peasants weep their dead;Stand we beside ...
Two that wrecked each other's hope,Parting coldly in their prime,Met upon the downward slope,Taught by tears, and calmed by time,Under ...
A figure wanders through my dreamsAnd wears a veil upon its face,Still bending to my breast it seems,Yet ever turns ...
A nightingale made a mistake!She sang a few notes out of tune,Her heart was ready to break,And she hid from ...
Across the moon the beech-tree weavesAn airy mystery of leaves,The lights which through that covert passGlisten like rain-drops on the ...
Her heart is light, her fancy free,Her morn of womanhood,Fresh as the wind that curls the sea,Is chainless and unwoo'd;The ...
Little beggar children, with your little ragged dresses,Does love atone for joys unknown by beautiful caresses?Or, do you live in ...
Two boys stood on a heightReading their coming lives in earth and sky;One clapp'd his hands in gay delight,And cried, ...
We faint beneath this burning sky,Upon this barren steep,O! give us dew before we die,Give but an hour of sleep!We ...
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