Beechenbrook – III (Margaret Junkin Preston Poems)
Ye, who by the couches of languishing ones, Have watched through the rising and setting of suns,-- Who, silent, behind the close ...
Ye, who by the couches of languishing ones, Have watched through the rising and setting of suns,-- Who, silent, behind the close ...
Hark! the owlet flaps her wing,In the pathless dell beneath,Hark! night ravens loudly sing,Tidings of despair and death.--Horror covers all ...
O my heart, my heart is sick awishing and awaiting:The lad took up his knapsack, he went, he went his ...
I. Oh ponder well! do not me blameOh ponder well! do not me blameFor Follies that are past,If e'er I'm guilty ...
IThe train! The twleve o'clock for paradise. Hurry, or it will try to creep away.Out in the country every one is ...
'T WAS the body of Judas IscariotLay in the Field of Blood;'T was the soul of Judas IscariotBeside the body ...
ARGUMENT.Conlath was the youngest of Morni's sons, and brother to the celebrated Gaul. He was in love with Cuthona, the ...
Fingal, returning with day, devolves the command on Duth-maruno, who engages the enemy, and drives them over the stream of ...
Up and down the village streetsStrange are the forms my fancy meets,For the thoughts and things of to-day are hid,And ...
The Jackdaw sat on the Cardinal's chair!Bishop, and abbot, and prior were there;Many a monk, and many a friar,Many a ...
Ding-dong! ding-dong!Merry, merry go the bells,Ding-dong! ding-dong!Over the heath, over the moor, and over the dale,"Swinging slow with sullen roar,"Dance, ...
Friend of my dark and solitary hour,When spectres walk abroad, and ghosts have power,To thee I look to dissipate the ...
HOPE.NAY , sister, what hast thou to boastOf joy? a poor reciter thou,Whose happiest thought is but the ghostOf some ...
Beautiful dancer upon the wind of the life in thy flutteringwings,O mingle of breeze and sunlight, whose glancing gaietysingsOf the ...
Ye who, passing graves by night,Glance not to the left or right,Lest a spirit should arise,Cold and white, to freeze ...
Oh the long and dreary Winter!Oh the cold and cruel Winter!Ever thicker, thicker, thickerFroze the ice on lake and river,Ever ...
I sat one evening in my room, In that sweet hour of twilightWhen blended thoughts, half light, half gloom, Throng through the ...
A BalladLife seems wed to gaietyAs the dancers tread the measure.Each feels chosen speciallyFor the sacred vows to pleasure.Rosy cheeks ...
THE low'ring, leaden-colour'd evening cloud,The chilling frost, the billows breaking loud,The wish excite, contented to retire,"To pause from toil, and ...
Philosophy the great and only heirOf all that human knowledge which has binUnforfeited by man's rebellious sin,Though full of years ...
A writer wrote of the hearts of men, and he followed their tracks afar;For his was a spirit that forced ...
Let gaudy Mirth, to the blithe Carrol-song,In loose light-measur'd Numbers dance along;Thou, Muse no flow'ry Fancies here display,Nor warble with ...
THE lake is calm, the sun is low,The whippoorwill is chaunting slow,And scarce a leaf through the forest is seenTo ...
The lily of Malud is born in secret mud.It is breathed like a word in a little dark ravineWhere no ...
Ossian, after some general reflections, describes the situation of Fingal, and the position of the army of Lochlin. - The ...
The Jackdaw sat on the Cardinal's chair!Bishop, and abbot, and prior were there;Many a monk, and many a friar,Many a ...
Let us gohumming a tune,putting on our sneakers.The gentle lady of Itabashi1-- the edge of her kimono-- clouds, golden-- green ...
LO! through a shadowy valley March with measured step and tread A long array of Phantoms wan And pallid as ...
O Lord, my God! who formedst me of nought!My Saviour, who from death his servant bought!O Holy Ghost! O Trinity ...
"Mother of heaven, regina of the clouds,O sceptre of the sun, crown of the moon,There is not nothing, no, no, ...
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