The Choice (John Pomfret Poems)
If heaven the grateful liberty would giveThat I might choose my method how to live,And all those hours propitious fate ...
If heaven the grateful liberty would giveThat I might choose my method how to live,And all those hours propitious fate ...
Soon as the twilight through the distant mistIn silver hemmings skirts the purple east,Ere yet the sun unveils his smiles ...
THERE was a youth--but woe is me :I quite forgot his name, and he,Without some label round his neck,Is like ...
Another hero of those youthful yearsReturns, as Noey Bixler's name appears.And Noey--if in any special way--Was notably good-natured.--Work or playHe ...
IAS round the cliff I came aloneThe whole bay bared its blaze to me;Loud sang the wind, the wild sun ...
"Sine Cerere et Baccho friget Venus."In spite of all that poets tell us(For poets are but lying fellows)Of Cupid's flames, ...
The roadside forests here and there were touched with tawny gold;The days were shortening, and at dusk the sea looked ...
Young Calidore is paddling o'er the lake;His healthful spirit eager and awakeTo feel the beauty of a silent eve,Which seem'd ...
There stood an unsold captive in the mart,a gray-haired and majestical old man,chained to a pillar. It was almost night,and ...
WHEN the merry spring-tide Floods all the land;Nature hath a Mother's heart, Gives with open hand;Flowers running up the lane Tell us May ...
SING, mountain-wind, thy strong, superior song-Thy haughty alpine anthem, over tractsWhose passes and whose swift, rock-straitened streamsCatch mighty life and ...
I.— COATBRIDGEWi' my haun on my haffit I sit by the fire,An' think that for nocht I hae sic a ...
The June house wasn't a house at all, But a level and leafy place, Where a gypsy scamp had pitched his camp-- A ...
Suche waiwarde waies hath love that moste parte in discorde; Our willes do stand wherby our hartes but seldom dooth accorde. Disceyte ...
Oldfield's no more!-And can the Muse forbear,O'er Oldfield's Grave to shed a grateful Tear?Shall she, the Glory of the British ...
Ye ancient Maids, who ne'er must proveThe early joys of youth and love,Whose names grim Fate (to whom 'twas given,When ...
(1571.)The old mayor climbed the belfry tower, The ringers ran by two, by three;“Pull, if ye never pulled before; Good ringers, pull ...
I. NOONDAY.Two angry men—in heat they sever, And one goes home by a harvest field:—"Hope's nought," quoth he, "and vain endeavor; I ...
I.Sweet is the English peasant's joy To watch her husband sleeping,And smile upon the blooming boy To his lov'd bosom creeping;Her finger ...
The sun drew off at last his piercing fires.Over the stale warm air, dull as a pondAnd moveless in the ...
I. Oh ponder well! do not me blameOh ponder well! do not me blameFor Follies that are past,If e'er I'm guilty ...
Act 2, Scene 2Clindor, a young picaresque hero, has been living by his wits in Paris, but has now drifted ...
The prayer of Noah. The man went forth by nightAnd listened; and the earth was dark and still,And he was ...
LITTLE Bob Bonnyface went out one dayInto his father's fields to play;Twas a morn undarkened by mist or cloud,With the ...
I.My God, break not the breakers of the sea,Nor command to the deep, 'Become dry'.Until I thank Your mercies, and ...
On the Spirit-Island sitting under midnight's misty moon,Lo I see the spirits flitting o'er the waters one by one!Slumber wraps the ...
'T WAS the body of Judas IscariotLay in the Field of Blood;'T was the soul of Judas IscariotBeside the body ...
Lo the lights in the _"Teepee-Wakan!"_ 'tis the night of the _Wakan Wacepee_.Round and round walks the chief of the clan, as ...
THOU pleasant noble Bard of fame far spread,Now art thou gathered to the mighty dead,And the dark coffin and the ...
Mid foliage green and gold,And bloom-sprays manifold,I feelThe fragrance of eternal freshness stealForth from the rising day,And far away,Like the ...
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