A Contrast (Menella Bute Smedley Poems)
Trained tenderly by Heaven and Earth,Up grew she to her gentle height,-Grew to the level of the lightThat shines by ...
Trained tenderly by Heaven and Earth,Up grew she to her gentle height,-Grew to the level of the lightThat shines by ...
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 ...
Children, when you sat wishing,Down last night on the sands,Beckoning moments of glory,With little helpless hands,I heard you saying and ...
In the pattern of the curtainsUpon Grandmamma's bed,You may see the parks where fairiesTheir nightly measures tread.The white parts are ...
A FACTUp where the world grows cold,Under the sharp North star,The wrinkled ice is very old,And the life of man ...
"What's the use of fairies?" said the child,"What's the use of fairies at all?The weeds in my garden grow wild,And ...
White Rose, talk to me!I don't know what to do.Why do you say no word to me,Who say so much ...
He stands at the door of the church peeping in,No troublesome beadle is near him;The preacher is talking of sinners ...
Under the straight, still Indian sunWent forth a pompous train,To see some due obeisance doneFor England's name and reign.Gaily the ...
Airy budding ash-tree,You have made a throne,And the sweetest thrush in all the worldIs sitting there alone;Drawn in tints of ...
She has not a morsel to eat!Just fancy a child in that state,Creeping along all alone in the street,A sweet ...
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 ...
I met a woman, weeping by the sea,Not patiently, as women sit and weep,But running, white with passion, wild with ...
A figure wanders through my dreamsAnd wears a veil upon its face,Still bending to my breast it seems,Yet ever turns ...
Not only in that other world, O friends,Do spirits sigh against their chain!Not only there is long Remembrance vain,And Hope ...
We are building little homes on the sands,We are making little rooms very gay,We are busy with our hearts and ...
Lying in the shadow, looking at the sky,Proud sweet hours glance back at us, smile in passing by;Show us something ...
How pleasant is the morning!How innocent and bright!How pretty and surprisingTo see the sun uprising,A ball of golden light!While sleepy ...
Out of a tomb the world's hope went of old,While angels shone around, Force shrank away,And weeping Love, eternally consoled,Went ...
The languid world went by me as I foundA jewel on the ground,Under a silent weed,A nameless glory set for ...
It is the hour of eveningWhen nature is at rest:Each weary bird is sleepingWithin its pleasant nest;The bee hath ceased ...
Quoth the boy, "I'll climb that tree,And bring down a nest I know."Quoth the girl, "I will not seeLittle birds ...
Two boys stood on a heightReading their coming lives in earth and sky;One clapp'd his hands in gay delight,And cried, ...
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