Bruce And Douglas (Menella Bute Smedley Poems)
LAY THE FIRST THE DEATH OF BRUCEThere is darkness in the chamber,There is silence by the hearth,For pale, and cold, ...
LAY THE FIRST THE DEATH OF BRUCEThere is darkness in the chamber,There is silence by the hearth,For pale, and cold, ...
PART FIRSTDuke William stood on the Norman shore,With all his merry men round;And he will sail the blue seas o'er,To ...
The churches twelve of WallingfordA stately sight they were,When gleaming shields were hangingFrom every column fair;For a mile around the ...
A hall it was, where myriad lamps a richer daylight made,And folds of falling purple gave harmony to shade;And odours, ...
"Ah, Fanuel, my noble horse, and art thou, art thou slain?Wilt thou never bear me to the chase or the ...
Two days and nightsI watch'd the winding of the changeful lightsAbout the ivory shadows of his face,Which, like a rock, ...
Children, when you sat wishing,Down last night on the sands,Beckoning moments of glory,With little helpless hands,I heard you saying and ...
(A TRUE STORY)He died among the flowers, when dawn was leapingLike a freed lion through the sever'd east;'Twere but a ...
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'er the soft green meadow-landsLittle Nelly trips along,With a basket in her handsAnd upon her lips a song,-Singing, "Buy my ...
She is sleeping on the grass,Where her daily footsteps pass;All her errands left undoneAt the bidding of the sun;From the ...
A child stood by the rising seaOn a dismal winter's morning,And dream'd what coming life might be,And sigh'd o'er the ...
Not only in that other world, O friends,Do spirits sigh against their chain!Not only there is long Remembrance vain,And Hope ...
Many voices in the woodlandsStrike on the delighted ear,-Voices from the trees above usSinging to the opening year;Notes that seem ...
Lying in the shadow, looking at the sky,Proud sweet hours glance back at us, smile in passing by;Show us something ...
Across the moon the beech-tree weavesAn airy mystery of leaves,The lights which through that covert passGlisten like rain-drops on the ...
Out of a tomb the world's hope went of old,While angels shone around, Force shrank away,And weeping Love, eternally consoled,Went ...
SEPTEMBER 7 1862On the seventh of September, in this dreariest of years,Darkness covers Naples, and the cloud must break in ...
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