A Story Of Doom: Book I. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Niloiya said to Noah, "What aileth thee,My master, unto whom is my desire,The father of my sons?" He answered her,"Mother ...
Niloiya said to Noah, "What aileth thee,My master, unto whom is my desire,The father of my sons?" He answered her,"Mother ...
_Interlocutors_:LIBERIO. LAODONIO.LIB. Reclining in the shade of a cypress-tree, the enthusiast findinghis mind free from other thoughts, it happened that ...
ARGUMENT.THE Poem opens with an Allusion to bright Gems and noble Minds often shining amid Rubbish and Barrenness-Song of the ...
Matthew met Richard, when or whereFrom story is not mighty clear:Of many knotty points they spoke,And pro and con by ...
Of Walking the Streets by Night.O Trivia, goddess, leave these low abodes,And traverse o'er the wide ethereal roads,Celestial queen, put ...
Fain would my verse, Tyrconnel, boast thy name,Brownlow, at once my subject and my fame!Oh! could that spirit, which thy ...
MAC DUFF'S CROSS,A DRAMA.PRELUDE.NAY , smile not, lady, when I speak of witchcraft,And say that still there lurks amongst our ...
In the gay and crowded cityWhere the tall and jostling roof-treesJealous seem of one another,Jealous of the ground they stand ...
TANSILLO.Now begins the enthusiast to display the affections and uncover thewounds which are for a sign in his body, and ...
I Pause, God, and ponder, ere Thou judgest me. Though it be doomsday, and the trampling winds Rush blindly through the stark and ...
PART I.Oh! that folk wad weel consider What it is to tyne a--name,What this warld is a' thegither, If bereft o' honest ...
While ripening corn grew thick and deep,And here and there men stood to reap,One morn I put my heart to ...
From Virtue's paths, when hapless men depart,The first avenger is the culprit's heart;There sits a judge, from whose severe decreeNo ...
THE COSMOPOLITE.BUT the Three, as before, were still sitting and talking together,With the landlord, the worthy divine, and also the ...
Sacred, O Glotta! be the following strains;Thy flow'ry borders, and thy pleasing plains,Inspire the Muse. Carnarvon, present be,I sing of ...
Character of ZAMOR , a bard—His passion for ACILOE , daughter of the Cazique who rules the valley—The Peruvian tribe ...
Earth regained,And lone sea--shore where the great waves come inFrothed like a horse put to his heart--burst speed,Sobbing up--hill, note ...
HENRY,AGED EIGHT YEARS.Yellow leaves, how fast they flutter—woodland hollows thickly strewing, Where the wan October sunbeams scantly in the mid-day win,While ...
He was a man with wide and patient eyes,Grey, like the drift of twitch-fires blown in June,That, without fearing, searched ...
NOT far from Tyvy's banks and bayAn humble dwelling rose;Around its walls the woodbine twin'd,Encircled with the rose.The purple violet ...
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, The air was cooling, and so very still, That the sweet buds which with a ...
Ah! winding Forth! --- smooth wandering tide!O' Strevlin's peerless plain the pride;How pleas'd alang thy verdant side, Whar floweries spring,The muse ...
Now, while Orion, flaming south, doth setA shining foot on hills of wind and wet-Far haughty hills beyond the fountains ...
I.How lovely doth the universe appear!And how refulgent shine those glorious orbsThat round the sun their evolutions make!As well as ...
I who was once as great as Caesar,Am now reduc'd to Nebuchadnezzar;And from as fam'd a conquerorAs ever took degree ...
HOW lovely, Evening, is thy parting smile!The twilight softness of thy glowing skyMay well the poet's pensive dream beguile,And kindle ...
NOT in a verdant varying vale,Not shelter'd by a wood,Not sweetly fann'd by zephyr's gale,Or margin'd by a flood,Whose gentle ...
BIANCA!-fair Bianca!-who could dwellWith safety on her dark and hazel gaze,Nor find there lurk'd in it a witching spell,Fatal to ...
THE worldly minded, cast in common mould,With all his might pursuing fame or gold,And towards that goal too vehemently hurledTo ...
Now learn of what remains! More keenly hear!And for myself, my mind is not deceivedHow dark it is: But the ...
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