Ancestors (John Townsend Trowbridge Poems)
ON READING A FAMILY HISTORY.OPEN lies the book before me: in a realm obscure as dreamsI can trace the pale ...
ON READING A FAMILY HISTORY.OPEN lies the book before me: in a realm obscure as dreamsI can trace the pale ...
Mother.Well, Frances.Frances.Well, good mother, how are you?M. I'm hearty, lass, but warm; the weather's warm:I think 'tis mostly warm on ...
Now that the Summer of Love has become the moss of tunnelsAnd the shadowy mouths of tunnels & all the ...
Where the Great Lake's sunny smilesDimple round its hundred isles,And the mountain's granite ledgeCleaves the water like a wedge,Ringed about ...
Treuthe herde telle herof, and to Piers senteTo taken his teme and tilien the erthe,And purchaced hym a pardoun a ...
THE Banker's dinner is the stateliest feastThe town has heard of for a year, at least;The sparry lustres shed their ...
Some peoples thinks they ain't no Fairies _now_No more yet!--But they _is_, I bet! 'Cause efThey _wuzn't_ Fairies, nen I' ...
SEVEN TIMES ONE. EXULTATION.There’s no dew left on the daisies and clover, There’s no rain left in heaven:I’ve said my “seven times” ...
MY good old father tucked his head, (His face the color of gingerbread) Over the table my mother had spread, And folded his ...
There was, some eighteen years or more ago,A young man, a parishioner of mine,Whose name was Willard. There are Willards ...
To the four corners of the earth they turn:the four demobilized knights of the heavenly host.And the four corners of ...
The hostility of the kindred races of Pandu and Kuru forms one of the great circles of Indian fable. It fills ...
The house of December was all aglow, Each room was jolly and red; There were bulgy stockings ranged in a row, And holly ...
In Windsor Terrace, number four, I've taken my abode-A little crescent from the street, A bight from City Road;And, hard up and ...
Harp of my soul, though thou hast hung Suspended from the willow boughTill much distorted, warped and sprung, And discord reigns within ...
Surging like a vast current of salmon or sheatfish,Coiling up and down like an iron serpentThat rears now its torso, ...
Raised by the coming plough, the merry larkUpsprings, and, soaring, joins the high-poised choirsThat carol far and near, in spiral ...
A FRAGMENT OF A TRAGEDYACT I.SCENE I. Field of Battle.Alarum. Enter King STEPHEN, Knights, and Soldiers.Stephen. If shame can on ...
Of asphodel, that greeny flower,like a buttercupupon its branching stem-save that it's green and wooden-I come, my sweet,to sing to ...
The years go by, but they little seemLike those within our dream;The years that stood in such luring guise,Beckoning us ...
Time with his pointed shafts has hitMy heart and split my gut, laid open my entrails,landed me a blow that ...
Thus spoke to my lady the knight full of care,"Let me have your advice in a weighty affair.This Hamilton's bawn, ...
I.AH, yes, 't is sweet still to remember,Though 't were less painful to forget;For while my heart glows like an ...
AND can his antiquarian eyes,My Anglo-Saxon C despise?And does Lord Harcourt, day by day,Regret th' extinct initial K?And still, with ...
Book IThe World, form'd out of Chaos. Man is made.The Ages change. The Giants Heauen inuade.Earth turnes their blood to ...
It is upon the Sabbath-day, at rising of the sun,That to Glenmore's black forest-side a Shepherdess hath gone,From eagle and ...
ICOOK was a captain of the AdmiraltyWhen sea-captains had the evil eye,Or should have, what with beating krakens offAnd casting ...
Trained tenderly by Heaven and Earth,Up grew she to her gentle height,-Grew to the level of the lightThat shines by ...
I would not sin, in this half-playful strain,--Too light perhaps for serious years, though bornOf the enforced leisure of slow ...
Late Senior Bishop, African M. E. Church.Death is the common lot of all, Yet nothing do we so much dread;Nothing, that ...
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