Mary Queen Of Scots, An Historical Poem (Margaretta Wedderburn Poems)
DEPARTED shade of MARY, much reproach'd,How oft I've view'd thy sufferings severe,With faults contrasted: in my mind revolv'd,And them arranged ...
DEPARTED shade of MARY, much reproach'd,How oft I've view'd thy sufferings severe,With faults contrasted: in my mind revolv'd,And them arranged ...
MAC DUFF'S CROSS,A DRAMA.PRELUDE.NAY , smile not, lady, when I speak of witchcraft,And say that still there lurks amongst our ...
Weep!--for the wrath of God is over us!Weep!--for his arm is lifted to destroy!Famine hath thinned the land! in Autumn's ...
'Mother, Mother, here comes Malthus,Mother, hold me tight!Look! It's Mr. Malthus, Mother!Hide me out of sight.'This was the cry of ...
The plaint and the advice of Dives hear,From hell's hot furnace, and outrageous flame,To his five brethren, and his kinsfolk ...
At An Extrumpery Caucus In State Street, Reported By Mr. H. BiglowNo? Hez he? He haint, though? Wut? Voted agin ...
1Peace, clamorous trumpets! Silence, drums!Be breathless all and hush!Let die applause. My lady comes,My lady of the blush.She's bashfuller than ...
THERE was a youth--but woe is me :I quite forgot his name, and he,Without some label round his neck,Is like ...
Forgive me, dressing gown! My friend in idle bliss,Comrade of leisure, a witness to my secret thoughts!With you I knew ...
I had fed the fire and stirred it, till the sparkles in delightSnapped their saucy little fingers at the chill ...
A SLANTING ray of evening light Shoots through the yellow pane ;It makes the faded crimson bright, And gilds the fringe again ...
1.Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more ...
As o'er my latest book I pored,Enjoying it immensely,I suddenly exclaimed 'Good Lord!'And gripped the volume tensely.'Golly!' I cried. I ...
Lo! I must tell a tale of chivalry;For large white plumes are dancing in mine eye.Not like the formal crest ...
There was a king in China.He sat in a garden under a moon of goldwhile a black slave scratched his ...
The little old ladyWas walking along the street.She carried her head high though of small stature,And although he ermine mantle ...
"Who stuffed that white owl?" No one spoke in the shop,The barber was busy, and he couldn't stop;The customers, waiting ...
O soul of mine, look out and see My bride, my bride that is to be! Reach out with mad, impatient hands,And ...
THY Mary hath gone from thee; - thou hast foldedFor the last time her dear form to thy breast,And on ...
Once on a charger there was laid,And brought before a royal maid,As price of attitude and grace,A guiltless head, a ...
There's a face that beclouds like a shadow my pathway at morn and eve,There's a form that glides before me ...
Oh! who would cherish life,And cling unto this heavy clog of clay,Love this rude world of strife,Where glooms and tempests ...
There is something so beseeching in the attitude of sleep, A pathetic resignation, most appealing to the heart. .There must surely ...
The merriment that followed was subdued--As though the story-teller's attitudeWere dual, in a sense, appealing quiteAs much to sorrow as ...
Little fellow, brown with wind-I saw him in the streetPeering at numbers on the posts,But most discreet:For when a woman ...
It is true, that even in the best-run stateSuch things will happen; it is true,What's done is done. The law, ...
Sea-preserved, heaped with sea-spoils,Ribs, keels, coral sores,Detached faces, ephemeral oils,Discharged on the world's outer shores,A dumb child-kingArrives at his right ...
An Incident in One Act.PERSONS. THE KING, THE QUEEN, EARL ATHULF, THE MINSTREL.Heralds, Pages, Men-at-Arms, Sentries. TIME: THE PAST.SCENE:Night in ...
Now, here is a tale of the Glugs of Gosh, In the end of the year umteen;Of the Glugs of ...
ACT V.SCENE I. A Room in DON TOMMASO'S House. ANNICCA discovered, attired in mourning. Enter DON TOMMASO.DON TOMMASO.If he still ...
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