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 ...
'At last he is dead'So the wondering, horror-struck neighbours said, A skilful touch of his knife Has cut the thread of a ...
With noiseless footstep, like the white-robed snow, The old year with closed record steals away;Record of gladness, suffering, joy, and woe, Of ...
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 ...
(ORSON GROUT),_One of the victims of the Southern Prisons._Sit by me comrade, thou and I have stood Shoulder to shoulder on ...
Dearest of all, whose tenderness could rise To share all sorrow and to soothe all pain;The blessings breathed for thee with ...
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 ...
He lay on my breast so sweet and fair, I fondly fancied his home was there,Nor thought that the eyes of ...
The night was bright and beautiful, The dew was on the flower,The stars were keeping watch, it was The lover's parting hour.The ...
ELIZABETH TO WALTERHe has come and he has gone, Meeting, parting, both are o'er;And I feel the same dull pain,Aching heart ...
Sister, sweet sister, years have passed away, Since first, 'mid warm hearts, sunny, frank and true,I commenced rhyming on thy natal ...
If earth's weariness for rest is changed, Rest on the far off shore,If earth's sighing's changed for singing Psalms of praise for ...
I cannot write, my tears are flowing fast, Yet weeping is unnatural to me;Oh! that this hour of bitterness was past-- The ...
The book of life to thee is given,To warn of death, to guide to Heaven.Wanderer on the wild astray,Here wilt ...
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