A Story Of Plantagenet (Nora Pembroke Poems)
In the small Village of St Joseph, below the City of Ottawa, stilllives or did live very recently, an ancient ...
In the small Village of St Joseph, below the City of Ottawa, stilllives or did live very recently, an ancient ...
I, Louis Marin, mariner, born on the Breton coast, Must pass from earth away, And, because wild remorse Pursues me--is my curse, My guilty ...
I, an Iroquois brave,Speak from my forest grave,Where by Utawa's wave I sleep in glory.Listen, pale faces, then,Let years roll back ...
PART IAway up on the River aux Lievres, That is foaming and surging always,And from rock to rock leaping through rapids, Which ...
'At last he is dead'So the wondering, horror-struck neighbours said, A skilful touch of his knife Has cut the thread of a ...
Do you know the town Pembroke so loyal and longAnd so worthy the praise of a poet in song?Nestled down ...
A Prize Poem.I know Canada is fair to see, and pleasant; it is wellOn the banks of its broad river ...
With garments for sorrow torn, With eyelids heavy and red,A woman sat by a new-made grave, Bewailing her slaughtered dead--Weep! weep! weep! Tears ...
It was not that I lived a life of ease, Quiet, secure, apart from every care;For on the darkest of my ...
What is it that has stilled the usual hurry, Checking the eager tread of rapid feet?Why does the business face look ...
The rage for writing has spread far and wide,Letters on letters now are multiplied,And every mortal, who can hold a ...
By the sad fellowship of human suffering, By the bereavements that are thine and mine,I venture--oh, forgive me!--with this offering, I would ...
A SONG OF EXILEA withered shamrock, yet to me 'tis fair As the sweet rose to other eyes might be,Because its ...
Dearest of all, whose tenderness could rise To share all sorrow and to soothe all pain;The blessings breathed for thee with ...
Beside the open window she is lying, Through which comes softly in the balmy air,And fans her wasted cheek; but slowly ...
We met--he was a stranger, His foot was free to roam;I was a simple maiden, Who had never left my home.He was ...
Since ere I left my native isle,My childhood's home, life's happy smileAnd crossed the separating seas,Nothing my lonely heart could ...
We waited for him, and the anxious days Melted to years and floated slowly byWe spoke of him kind words of ...
He lay on my breast so sweet and fair, I fondly fancied his home was there,Nor thought that the eyes of ...
You are coming home with the breath of spring Flying home to a love-lined nest,Most loving care hath made it fair Your ...
When my heart was sad and lonely, And had closed its inmost cellOver the impulsive feelings That rule my nation's hearts too ...
I thank Thee Father that I feel Thee near, That it is hand of Thine that s raised to smite,Oh, make ...
I cannot write, my tears are flowing fast, Yet weeping is unnatural to me;Oh! that this hour of bitterness was past-- The ...
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