The Beauteous Terrorist (Sir Henry Parkes Poems)
Soft as the morning's pearly light,Where yet may rise the thunder-cloud,Her gentle face was ever brightWith noble thought and purpose ...
Soft as the morning's pearly light,Where yet may rise the thunder-cloud,Her gentle face was ever brightWith noble thought and purpose ...
Come, take the tenner, doctor . . . yes, I know the bill says "five,"But it ain't as if you'd ...
GOD send us peace, and keep red strife away;But should it come, God send us men and steel!The land is ...
In the deep darkness underneath the groundThat never has been reached by mortal sight,There silent currents of black water glideIn ...
Faith, 'tis good to see him comin' when the bell for Mass is flingin'Gladsome golden notes appealin' on the Sabbath-softened ...
Forgive me, dressing gown! My friend in idle bliss,Comrade of leisure, a witness to my secret thoughts!With you I knew ...
In the deep darkness underneath the groundThat never has been reached by mortal sight,There silent currents of black water glideIn ...
In the real dark night of the soul it is always threeo'clock in the morning. F. SCOTT FITZGERALDIALL day, knowing ...
"Forward, comrades, ever forward"!Shout the leaders in the fight;"Scale the ramparts! Plant the standardOn the citadel of light!"Break the chains ...
[It is stated that a shepherd, who had for many years grazed his flocks ina district in which a rich ...
I made a journey o'er the sea,I bade my faithful dog good-bye,I knew that he would grieve for me,But did ...
Over there, above the jetty, stands the mansion of the Vardens,With a tennis ground and terrace, and a flagstaff in ...
Tom Van Arden, my old friend, Our warm fellowship is oneFar too old to comprehend Where its bond was first begun: Mirage-like before ...
IIt was my lot of late to travel farThrough all America's domain,A willing, gray-haired servitorBearing the Fiery Cross of righteous ...
ITHE wild bee sips at the heat-drugged lipsOf the passionless lily a-nod;The sunflowers stare through the hush at the glareOf ...
I dread that street — its haggard faceI have not seen for eight long years;A mother's curse is on the ...
1 Soft fall the February snows, and soft2 Falls on my heart the snow of wintry pain;3 For never more, ...
Oh, think not that the polished breast, Only, can feel the fire of love,Pure as the flames that brightly rest In bosoms ...
When through our bodies our two spirits burnEscaping, and no more our true eyes turnOutwards, and no more hands to ...
I had fed the fire and stirred it, till the sparkles in delightSnapped their saucy little fingers at the chill ...
IN THE MANNER OF SWIFTLONG had I sought in vain to findA likeness for the scribbling kind;The modern scribbling kind, ...
Lonely musing, sadly thinking,Strength and spirits failing, sinking,Drooping, shivering, cow'ring, shrinking, In the wintry blast.Winds are howling, roaring, screaming,Thunder rolling, lightning ...
"BRING out your dead!" The midnight streetHeard and gave back the hoarse, low call;Harsh fell the tread of hasty feet,Glanced ...
THIS POEM, DEDICATED TO HIS MOTHER.To twilight heads comes Death as comes a friend.As with the gentle fading of the ...
A MODERNIZED VERSIONI DON'T think I feel much older; I'm aware I'm rather gray,But so are many young folks; I ...
On the isle of Penikese,Ringed about by sapphire seas,Fanned by breezes salt and cool,Stood the Master with his school.Over sails ...
O'ER the waste of waters cruising,Long the General Monk had reigned;All subduing, all reducing,None her lawless rage restrained:Many a brave ...
In vain--ah me!--in vain, with murmured charmOf love--inwoven sounds, would I recallThe long--forgotten art--in vain imploreAt noon the colouring of ...
One ev'ning, as some children play'dBeneath an oak tree's summer shade,A stranger, travel-stained and gray,Beside them halted on his way.As ...
INSPIRATION. All who have toiled for Art, who've won or lost, Sat equal priests at her high Pentecost; Only the chrism and sacrament ...
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