The Dream Of The World Without Death (William Cosmo Monkhouse Poems)
NOW, sitting by her side, worn out with weeping,Behold, I fell to sleep, and had a vision,Wherein I heard a ...
NOW, sitting by her side, worn out with weeping,Behold, I fell to sleep, and had a vision,Wherein I heard a ...
(Written in her sixteenth year)BRIGHTLY o'er spire, and dome, and tower,The pale moon shone at midnight hour,While all beneath her ...
Now Summer with her wanton court is goneTo revel on the south side of the world,And flaunt and frolic out ...
THERE's silence in the princely halls,And brightly blaze the lighted walls,While clouds of musk and incense riseFrom vases of a ...
Thou who wert born of Psyche and of LoveAnd fondly nurst on Poesy's warm breast Painting, oh, power adored! My country's sons ...
Never stoops the soaring vultureOn his quarry in the desert,On the sick or wounded bison,But another vulture, watchingFrom his high ...
YE that have faced the billows and the sprayOf good St. Botolph's island-studded bay,As from the gliding bark your eye ...
1. E. LarionovaE. Larionova. Brunette. A colonel'sand a typist's daughter. Lookedat you like someone studying a clockface.She tried to help ...
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 ...
There stood an unsold captive in the mart,a gray-haired and majestical old man,chained to a pillar. It was almost night,and ...
As within the old mansion the holiday throng Reassembles in beauty and grace, And some eye looking out of the window by ...
1 I am the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.2 He hath led me, and ...
It was a sultry day of summer time. The sun pour'd down upon the ripen'd grain With quivering heat, and the suspended ...
ITHE BRIDEWhere have You hidden Yourself,And abandoned me in my groaning, O my Beloved?You have fled like the hart,Having wounded ...
AN ODE. O Queen and Spirit! beautiful and still, Whose eyes the world's most wondrous things receive, So that thy face we never ...
LINES, Inscribed to an amiable, and affectionate Mother, upon the Death of her eldest Son, who fell a victim to ...
Lines, Inscribed to an amiable, and affectionate Mother, upon the Death of her eldest Son, who fell a victim to ...
Hear me! ye firm and uncorrupted few,Followers of freedom! and of virtue too!Ye, who are pleading with a noble zealFor ...
Lobbin Clout, Cuddy, CloddipoleLobbin Clout.Thy younglings, Cuddy, are but just awake,No thrustles shrill the bramble-bush forsakeNo chirping lark the welkin ...
Bowzybeus.Sublimer strains, O rustic muse, prepare;Forget awhile the barn and dary's care;Thy homely voice to loftier numbers raise,The drunkard's flights ...
No more I hail the morning's golden gleam,No more the wonders of the view I sing;Friendship requires a melancholy theme,At ...
DAMON.THE sun with keenness darts his sultry ray;To some cool shade Philander haste away,Nigh yon smooth riv'let, where the southern ...
I. ANNISQUAM Old days, old ways, old homes beside the sea; Old gardens with old-fashioned flowers aflame, Poppy, petunia, and many a name Of many ...
A fairy ringDrawn in the crimson of a battle-plain —From whose weird circle every loathsome thing And sight and sound of ...
PART I.How say'st, thou? die to-morrrow? Oh! my friend!The bitter, bitter ...
Oreithyia, by the North Wind carried To stormy Thrace from Athens where you tarried Down by Ilissus all a blowy day Among the ...
Ye Gods of Greece! Bright Fictions! when Ye ruled, of old, a happier race, And mildly bound rejoicing men In bonds of Beauty ...
CAN the earth have a voice? Can the clods have speech,To murmur and rail at the demigods?Trample them! Grind their ...
Many ages ago, near the high Hartz, there dweltA rude race of blood-loving giants, who feltNo joy but the fierce ...
LATE: a cold smear of sunlight bathes the room;The gilt lime of winter, a sun grown melancholy old,Streams in the ...
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