The Song Of The Bereaved (Nora Pembroke Poems)
With garments for sorrow torn, With eyelids heavy and red,A woman sat by a new-made grave, Bewailing her slaughtered dead--Weep! weep! weep! Tears ...
With garments for sorrow torn, With eyelids heavy and red,A woman sat by a new-made grave, Bewailing her slaughtered dead--Weep! weep! weep! Tears ...
Oh, think not that the polished breast, Only, can feel the fire of love,Pure as the flames that brightly rest In bosoms ...
Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home: At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth, Like to bubbles when rain pelteth; Then let ...
Take Heavy, Soft, Cold, and Drye;Clense him, and to Calx grind him subtily:Dissolve him in Water of the Wood;If thou ...
Of these two the troubled language--in the chamber as she heard, Lost herself in grief the daughter--thus took up the doleful ...
Now I know when will come the last morning — when the Light no more scares away Night and Love ...
As for Deirdre, she cried pitifully, wearily, and tore her fair hair,and she was talking of the sons of Usnach, ...
(FROM THE GAELIC)The Hern at early morning cries,Where at Sleve-gail the meadow lies.Say, Duin's son, whom I love well,Canst thou ...
Years, years ago, ere yet my dreamsHad been of being wise and witty;Ere I had done wth writing themes,Or yawn'd ...
IO NINEVEH, thy realm is setUpon a base of rock and steelFrom where the under-rivers fretHigh up to where the ...
IN ANSWER TO A POETICAL EPISTLE WRITTEN TOME BY HIM IN WALES, SEPTEMBER 1791. WHILE in long exile far from you ...
Brave beauteous pair! if e'er indeedYour names were clothed in mortal weed;If ye are more than lovely gleams,Whose dwelling is ...
Read at a meeting of the Massachusetts Historical Society.No! never such a draught was pouredSince Hebe served with nectarThe bright ...
She once was a lady of honor and wealth; Bright glowed in her features the roses of health; Her vesture was blended ...
I 1.Farewell to Leyden's lonely bound,The Belgian Muse's sober seat;Where dealing frugal gifts aroundTo all the favorites at her feet,She ...
NOW Glaucus, with a lover's haste, bounds o'erThe swelling waves, and seeks the Latian shore.Messena, Rhegium, and the barren coastOf ...
Good morning sweetheart.Good morning my Saint of a sweetheart.It has been two year mothersince the boy has sailedon his mythical ...
"Now, good-wife, bring your precious hoard,"The Norland farmer cried,"And heap the hearth, and heap the board,For the blessed Christmas-tide."And bid ...
I LIFT these hands with iron fetters banded:Beneath the scornful sunlight and cold starsI rear my once imperial forehead brandedBy ...
They are all gone, but one.—A daughter and a sonWere, from my parents, early taken away;And my own childhood's joyWas ...
Throned on the rainbow, goddess Aphrodite,Daughter of Zeus, wile-weaver, I beseech thee,Neither with fears nor sorrows, O thou dread one, Thrall ...
'There is, perhaps, no subject of more universal interest in the whole range of natural knowledge, than that of the ...
Fair Hamiltonia! when a happy childI roamed thy charming precincts free and wild.Led by a father's hand, beyond thy boundsI ...
Sad! I am sad indeed: nor small mycause of woe!--Kirmor, thou hastlost no son; thou hast lost no daughterof beauty. ...
Five hundred years have nearly passed away Since that glad morn, when o'er fair Bethl'hem's plainA light resplendent as the glow ...
MAJESTIC warder by the Nation's gate,Spike-crowned, flame-armed like Agony or Glory,Holding the tablets of some unknown law,With gesture eloquent and ...
The nearer camp fires lighted, The distant beacons bright-The horsemen on the skyline Are closing in to-night!My brothers, Oh my brothers! Lie down ...
IF the power of God were mine, and the ample turn, I never could dwell in my law, which is 'stablished ...
In days of old the King of Saxe Had singular opinions, For with a weighty battle-axe He brutalized his minions, And, when he'd nothing ...
This rich Marble doth enterrThe honour'd Wife of Winchester,A Vicounts daughter, an Earls heir,Besides what her vertues fairAdded to her ...
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