Arm! The First Rifle Ballad, January, 1852 (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Englishmen up! make ready your rifles! Who can tell now what a day may bring forth?Patch up all quarrels, and stick ...
Englishmen up! make ready your rifles! Who can tell now what a day may bring forth?Patch up all quarrels, and stick ...
As I near my lonely cottage, At the close of weary day, There's a little bit of gladness Comes to meet me on ...
King Arthur on a journey went,His men and he on hunting bent.Came to the hill for victories known;He, and Sir ...
OH! can there be on earth a lovelier sight,One that endears us more to human kind,Than a young groupe of ...
Of all shy visitants, I loveThat darling butterfly,Whose wings are to the cornfield's waveA hovering reply,Yellow as dancing wheat-ears ripeHe ...
THEY were Methodists twain, of the ancient school,Who always followed the wholesome ruleThat whenever the preacher in meeting saidAught that ...
THE rising moon look'd clear and mild,In chasten'd tints of glowing eve,And bright the early morning smil'd;It flatter'd only to ...
"OH, would we were further! Oh, would we were home,The phantoms of night tow'rd us hastily come,The band of the ...
It's the curiousest thing in creation, Whenever I hear that old song, "Do They Miss Me at Home?" I'm so bothered, My life ...
'Tis done -- and shivering in the galeThe bark unfurls her snowy sail;And whistling o'er the bending mast,Loud sings on ...
GLEAMING through the silent church-yard,Winter sunlight seemed to shedGolden shadows like soft blessingsO'er a quiet little bed, Where a pale face ...
You used to say, "June?Honey when you come down here yousupposed to stay with me. Whereelse?"Meanin homeagainst the beer the ...
My trade was old when the world was new, Ere the pyramids rose by the NileMen quitted their wives, and gave ...
Loud o'er thy savage child,O God, the night-wind roared,As, houseless, in the wildHe bowed him and adored.Thou saw'st him there,As ...
In words like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er, Like coarsest clothes against the cold; But that large grief which these enfoldIs given ...
The dreams which early moments deck'd—Hope's sunny summer hours, are o'er;And my frail bark at last is wreck'dOn sullen reason's ...
What are the dreams of him who may sleepWhere the solemn voice of the troubled deepSteals on the wind with ...
The weary summer's all-consuming heatIs tempered now; for from the frozen pole,The freed north winds come fiercely rushing forth,Wrapt in ...
I sit upon the rocks that frown Above the rapid Nile;And on the toil of man look down With bitter and scornful ...
THE Separated Women Go lying through the land,For they have plenty dresses, And money, too, in hand;They married brutes and drunkards And blackguards ...
He's about 22. I'm 63A pity! He's so pretty!He runs up the stairs.I climb step by step.We've never really met, ...
"O holy mountain of my God,"How do thy towers in ruin lie,"How art thou riven and strewn abroad,"Under the rude ...
THE OUTWARD-BOUND SHIPShe is on her way, a goodly ship, With her tacklings loosed, her pilot gone;Behind, beneath, around, the deep, And ...
Rise! ye gallant youth of Britain, Gather to your country's call,On your hearts her name is written, Rise to help her, one ...
Somewhere, sometime, long, long ago, I read a poem. It was soon forgotten… but the first line has stuck in ...
Winter was weary. All his snows were failing--Still from his stiff grey head he shook the rimeUpon the grasses, bushes ...
I.Come listen to another song,Should make your heart beat high,Bring crimson to your forehead,And the lustre to your eye;-It is ...
From our Dominion never Take Thy protecting hand,United, Lord, for ever Keep Thou our fathers' land!From where Atlantic terrors Our hardy seamen train,To ...
Passing Berytus' ancient strand,I journeyed in the Holy Land,And made my way to Sychar's wall;And there, within his princely hall,By ...
She sings by her wheel at that low cottage door,Which the long evening shadow is stretching before;With a music as ...
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