At Bemerton (Francis Turner Palgrave Poems)
1630-1633Sick with the strife of tongues, the blustering hateOf frantic Party raving o'er the realm,Sonorous insincerities of debate,And jealous factions ...
1630-1633Sick with the strife of tongues, the blustering hateOf frantic Party raving o'er the realm,Sonorous insincerities of debate,And jealous factions ...
Up the steep stair they clatter to each room, In whispered merriment they pierce the gloom Of Time's sweet mercy, ...
I am the Judge, the flower of the law,Bolstered in, privileged, all men's awe;When I am pleased to display my ...
O beautiful woman, too well we know The terrible weight of thy woman's woe, So great that the world, in ...
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!I would weave a joyous layFor the loved ones who are absentOn this holy Christmas day;For the ...
In my dream, drilling into the marrow of my entire bone, my real dream, I'm walking up and down Beacon ...
Alas! how am I chang'd! Where be the tears,The sobs, and forc'd suspensions of the breath,And all the dull desertions ...
Sleep, little baby! sleep! Not in thy cradle bed,Not on thy mother's breastHenceforth shall be thy rest, ...
I create an elephant of my scarce resources.Some pieces of woodtaken of old furnituremight keep him straight.And I fill him ...
One Sunday eve a grave old man, Who had not been at church, did say,"Eliza, tell me, if you can, ...
Oshagan's most sacred tomb, Land of genius, from where today, A magnificent history Of fifteen tempestuous centuries, Freely moves toward ...
When Morgan crossed the Murray to Peechelba and doomA sombre silent shadow rode with him through the gloom.The wild things ...
Oh, what a wretched, loathsome, thing am I,Too horrible for earth, or the pure heaven,Or the bright stars, or the ...
WHO heeds thee, poor flower? No fragrance is thine, No sunbeam has dress'd thee with hues of delight,Thou hast ...
I.THE great human whirlpool--'t is seething and seething: On! No time for shrieking out--scarcely for breathing: All toiling and moiling, ...
A barefooted child on the crossing,Sweeping the mud away,A lady in silks and diamonds,Proud of the vain display;A beggar blind ...
Say not the age is hard and cold—I think it brave and grand;When men of diverse sects and creedsAre clasping ...
A Legend of Tyrol I through the valley of Klausen went By a little stream, and heard it sigh, Down ...
POOR child of affliction! I heard thee repine,And my heart beat with sorrow responsive to thine;And one who has long ...
(_In Japan_) Where the fair golden idols Sit in darkness and in silenceWhile the temple drum beats solemnly and slow; ...
What is he thinking lying there so still, This tiny piece of soft humanity, This little unknown stranger in our ...
Deep in the dark I hear the feet of God:He walks the world; He puts His holy handOn every sleeper ...
IMyselvesThe grieversGrieveAmong the street burned to tireless deathA child of a few hoursWith its kneading mouthCharred on the black breast ...
Strong Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, ...
'Twas the shrunken soul of the traitor That whined in a coign of the dark; And the fiends were aroused ...
Oh Lord, when all our bones are thrust Beyond the gaze of all but Thine; And these blaspheming tongues are ...
With reverence and submission due,Kind sir those words are sent to you,And with them a good wish too,Long may you ...
O COUSIN Robert, far away Among the lands of gold, How many years since we two met?-- You would not ...
Oh! glorious foam-crests that surge beneath me,Oh! mighty waves that break with a roarOn these ironstone cliffs that rise above ...
Purer than thy own white snow, Nobler than thy mountains' height;Deeper than the ...
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