Holiday Home. (Hattie Howard Poems)
Of all the sweet visions that come unto me Of happy refreshment by land or by sea, Like oases where in life's ...
Of all the sweet visions that come unto me Of happy refreshment by land or by sea, Like oases where in life's ...
TO thee, bright Orb, my humid eyes I raise; To thee I sigh, reflecting as I gaze,How dark earth's transitory scenes ...
Six among the courtiers favour'dFly before the Caesar's fury,Who would as a god be worshipp'd,Though in truth no god appearing,For ...
Obedience to the seasons' marshall-rod,That is a law of God,Here beauty passes with her gorgeous train,On paths that range from ...
Late Medical Officer of Health for West Kent, and formerly ofBirkenhead_.DIED DECEMBER 12TH, 1884.Broken the silver cord! the harp unstrung!And ...
ONCE, more, dear friends, you meet beneathA clouded sky:Not yet the sword has found its sheath,And on the sweet spring ...
I VIEWED him well, the visible fat fool, And yet I took him in; for I contended, Friends are not sent in ...
In pleasaunt moneth of gladsome May I walkt abroad to viewThe fieldes, which nature had bedeckt With flowers of sundry hew.The sight ...
Hearken to the reed-flute, how it complains,Lamenting its banishment from its home:'Ever since they tore me from my osier bed,My ...
POLLIOMuses of Sicily, essay we nowA somewhat loftier task! Not all men loveCoppice or lowly tamarisk: sing we woods,Woods worthy ...
I 1.Farewell to Leyden's lonely bound,The Belgian Muse's sober seat;Where dealing frugal gifts aroundTo all the favorites at her feet,She ...
Thou look'dst on me all yesternight,Thine eyes were blue, thy hair was brightAs when we murmured our troth-plightBeneath the thick ...
"BRING out your dead!" The midnight streetHeard and gave back the hoarse, low call;Harsh fell the tread of hasty feet,Glanced ...
PLACE--Scotland. TIME--Thirteenth Century.OFF! off! no treacherous priest for me!What's Heaven? what's Hell? Eternity!It hath no meaning to mine ear.Unless--Stay, father! ...
Ho! thou who seekest late and longA License from the Holy BookFor brutal lust and fiendish wrong,Man of the Pulpit, ...
There is a shadow on the sunny air, There is a darkness o'er the April day, We bow our heads beneath this ...
NOW Glaucus, with a lover's haste, bounds o'erThe swelling waves, and seeks the Latian shore.Messena, Rhegium, and the barren coastOf ...
Be not thou silent now at lengthO God hold not thy peace,Sit not thou still O God of strengthWe cry ...
Ho! children of the granite hillsThat bristle with the hackmatack,And sparkle with the crystal rillsThat hurry toward the Merrimack,Dam up ...
One who rejoiced that many served the Lord,Beheld, amongst the simple and the grand,In homes and churches, schools, and bed-filled ...
The fever-cloud hung owre the toun, Dark drippin' wi' the dews o' death,That fell on mony a lowly hame Wi' silent, stealin,' ...
A stone stands in a rustic townWhich once the neighbouring hill did crown;Nigh to the house of God it layBefore ...
Written For Mr. Bryant's Seventieth BirthdayOur ship lay tumbling in an angry sea, Her rudder gone, her mainmast o'er the side;Her ...
Shroud the banner! rear the cross! Consecrate a nation's loss; Gaze on that majestic sleep; Stand beside the bier to weep; Lay the gentle ...
To kneel before some saintly shrine,To breathe the health of airs divine,Or bathe where sacred rivers flow,The cowled and turbaned ...
O power invincible of faith and love,Like angel rising to his home above,Thy heaven-lit features beam, calm, earnest grace,Firm truth, ...
AT last came threshing-time, the manly season. We kept the thresher thundering by daylight, And rested all the sweeter after dark, Telling of ...
Come hither, and behold the fruits,Vain man! of all thy vain pursuits.Take wise advice, and look behind,Bring all past actions ...
"Now, good-wife, bring your precious hoard,"The Norland farmer cried,"And heap the hearth, and heap the board,For the blessed Christmas-tide."And bid ...
They are all gone, but one.—A daughter and a sonWere, from my parents, early taken away;And my own childhood's joyWas ...
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