A Song for St. Cecilia’s Day (John Henry Dryden Poems)
FROM harmony, from heavenly harmony,This universal frame began:When nature underneath a heapOf jarring atoms lay,And could not heave her head,The ...
FROM harmony, from heavenly harmony,This universal frame began:When nature underneath a heapOf jarring atoms lay,And could not heave her head,The ...
WHEN my Armenia's name I hear, my heart with violence throbs;When all her sorrows I recall, tears flood my eyes ...
Standing on tiptoe, head back, eyes and armUpraised, Kate groped to reach the higher shelf.Her sleeve slid up like darkness ...
An introductory lectureThis morning we shall spend a few minutesUpon the study of symbolism, which is basicTo the nature of ...
Willie and Nellie, one evening sat By their own little cottage door;They saw a man go staggering by — Says Willie, "that's ...
Mine enemy builded well, with the soft blue hills in sight;But betwixt his house and the hills I builded a house ...
TO Nature, in her shop one day, at work compounding simples,Studying fresh tints for Beauty's cheeks, or new effects in ...
GOD'S order, "Light!" when all was void and darkBrought mornless noon, a flame without a spark.A gift unearned, that none ...
FOR HIS "JUBILAEUM" AT BERLIN, NOVEMBER 5, 1868THOU who hast taught the teachers of mankindHow from the least of things ...
Bound and bordered in leaf-green, Edged with trellised buds and flowers And glad Summer-gold, with clean White and purple morning-glories Such as suit the ...
'Suppose that, to give a few lectures,daily you had to commutebetween Heaven and Hell:what would you take with you?''A book, ...
'Twas silence in Thy temple, Lord, When slowly through the hallowed airThe spreading cloud of incense soared, Charged with the breath of ...
1Shapely poplar, shivering white, poplar like a maiden,Thinking, musing softly here, so light and so unladen,That with every breath and ...
Thus have I pictured her:—In Arden oldA white-browed maiden with a falcon eye,Rose-flushed of face, with locks of wind-blown gold,Teaching ...
LIST to an Arab parable, whereinThe beauty of the Orient fancy shrinesA star-like truth, the iconoclastic WestIs blind to see, ...
DAWNAs though a gipsy maiden with dim look, Sat crooning by the roadside of the year, So, Autumn, in thy strangeness, thou ...
When the horse has been unharnessed and we've flushed the old machine,And the water o'er the sluice is running evenly ...
I GIVE you the health of the oldest friendThat, short of eternity, earth can lend,--A friend so faithful and tried ...
Oh, we're getting under cover, for the "sport" is on the way,-Pockets bulge with ammunition, and he's coming down to ...
How blest the man who, in these peaceful plains,Ploughs his paternal field; far from the noise,The care, and bustle of ...
FROM Crow's Nest here by Sydney town Where crows had nests of oldI see the Range where day goes down- The dim ...
A CHRISTIAN! going, gone!Who bids for God's own image? for his grace,Which that poor victim of the market-placeHath in her ...
The afternoon had a flu-like quality, gray and threatening to burst into tears at any moment, but I held it ...
He stands at the door of the church peeping in,No troublesome beadle is near him;The preacher is talking of sinners ...
TIS a dull sight To see the year dying,When winter winds Set the yellow wood sighing: Sighing, O sighing!When such a time cometh I ...
Too long hath love engross'd Britannia's stage,And sunk to softness all our tragic rage:By that alone did empires fall or ...
BY THE PROFESSOR EMERITUS OF DEAD AND LIVE LANGUAGESPHI BETA KAPPA.--CAMBRIDGE, 1867You bid me sing,--can I forgetThe classic ode of ...
August: not only named for Augustus Roman Emperor 63 B.C.-A.D. 14. It also celebrates such wonderful events as all 'Horses birthdays' ...
To say this comedy pleased long ago,Is not enough to make it pass you now.Yet, gentlemen, your ancestors had wit,When ...
"How many have gone?" was the question of oldEre Time our bright ring of its jewels bereft;Alas! for too often ...
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