A Letter (Anne Barbara Ridler Poems)
Lying in bed this morning, just a yearSince our first days, I was trying to assess --Against my natural caution ...
Lying in bed this morning, just a yearSince our first days, I was trying to assess --Against my natural caution ...
Lying in bed this morning, just a yearSince our first days, I was trying to assess -Against my natural caution ...
1Stiff work for hands or will, they drovetheir brig southward. Science asked them assignplanet and land-mass place where none was ...
There lived a worthy couple onceIn good old Birming Town.Mr. and Mrs. Toots by name,A better was not found.But Mrs. ...
The lowliest born of all the land,He wrung from Fate's reluctant handThe gifts which happier boyhood claims;And, tasting on a ...
A railway conductor who lost his life in an accident on a Connecticutrailway, May 9, 1873.CONDUCTOR BRADLEY, (always may his ...
The year is born to--day--methinks it hath A chilly time of it; for down the sky The flaky frost--cloud stretches, and the ...
During the war, I was in China.Every night we blew the world to hell.The sky was purple and yellowlike his ...
Waking to darkness; early silence brokenBy seagull's cried, and something undefinedAnd far away. Through senses half-awoken,A vague enquiry drifts into ...
I used to broadcast at nightalone in a radio stationbut I was never good at itpartly because my voice wasn't ...
Poor Tyne! no verse of mine has ever sungThe praise of one more faithful than thou wert,For warm affection formed ...
There was snow that afternoon covering the roadwhich twisted toward the secretof water, the mysterious surgeof sludge & loam, the ...
On the Death of an only Son, who lost his life by a Railway Accident.'Twas drear November; by the turbid ...
All were quite gracious in their plaudits ofBud's Fairy; but another stir aboveThat murmur was occasioned by a sweetYoung lady-caller, ...
When August days are hot an' dry, When burning copper is the sky, I 'd rather fish than feast or fly In airy ...
BANKRUPT of joy, who once was rich in it,Must drop pretence at last, no longer hideBehind drawn blinds rooms ravished ...
My heart, my blood, my soul and my great care,Alas you promised we should have the pleasureOf whiling away the ...
LET me not deem that I was made in vain,Or that my being was an accident,Which fate, in working its ...
WEEP no more for what is past,For time in motion makes such hasteHe hath no leisure to descryThose errors which ...
There may be pink with white or white with roseOr there may be white with rose and pink with mauveOr ...
"There's been an accident!" they said,"Your servant's cut in half; he's dead.""Indeed!" said Mr Jones, "and pleaseGive me the half ...
LOUISATOEMMA,HER FRIEND IN THE EAST-INDIES.THEE EMMA , four slow-circling years have seenPress, with thy pensive foot, Savannas green;Seen thee, with ...
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
Scene I.A Garden on the banks of the Thames, at Fulham, behind the Wynnes' lodgings. Time, evening. Moon and starlight. ...
A Historical Tragedy in Five Acts.This play is dedicated, in profound veneration and respect, to thememory of George Eliot, the ...
Prelude I SEE the boy-bard neath life's morning skies, While hope's bright cohorts guess ...
BIRTH OF THE HARP.Wainamoinen, ancient minstrel,Onward steered his goodly vessel,From the isle of Lemminkainen,From the borders of the village;Steered his ...
A MasqueJAMES ALEXANDER WILLIAMSON: ANN WHITFIELD GREGORY: Married April 7, 1853. Annus Eighteen Hundred and Fifty-three. Annus Eighteen Hundred and ...
IWhere West Point crouches, and with lifted shield Turns the whole river eastward through the pass;Whose jutting crags, half silver, ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he seesThe soft blue starlight through the one small window,The moon above black ...
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