A Landscape (John Cunningham Poems)
Now that summer's ripen'd bloomFrolics where the winter frown'd,Stretch'd upon these banks of broom,We command the landscape round.Nature in the ...
Now that summer's ripen'd bloomFrolics where the winter frown'd,Stretch'd upon these banks of broom,We command the landscape round.Nature in the ...
O boys and men of British mould, With mother's milk within youA simple word for young and old, A word to warn ...
Little Ella, fairest, dearest Unto me and unto mine,Earthly cherub, coming nearest Unto me and unto mine!Her brief absence frets and pains ...
The battle-cry is sounding loud, a bugle calls to arm,The hills and dales are clouded o'er, troops gather in alarm;With ...
Then fled, O brethren, the wicked juba and wandered wandered farfrom curfew joys in the Dismal's night. Fool of St. Elmo's fireIn ...
How bland and sweet the greeting of this breezeTo him who fliesFrom crowded street and red wall's weary gleam,Till far ...
There moves a sad processionAcross the silent vale,With backward-glancing eyes of grief,And tearful cheeks all pale.Scatter'd and slow, without array,With ...
Beneath the surface of a shallow lake, Where grasses rank and mammoth rushes grow,And playful fish their bright fins nimbly shake, Or ...
1 When Learning's triumph o'er her barb'rous foes2 First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakespear rose;3 Each change of many-colour'd life ...
"O Dionysos! Dionysos! the ivy-crowned! O let me sing thy triumph ere I die!" Within my sleep a Maenad came to me: A ...
From days unnumber'd hath the custom beenTo shear, in summer months, the loaded sheep,And keep the jocund feast: so still ...
So that's what you call good news for me,Young Janet who loves me so?For your poor blind grandmother sitting hereWhile ...
Where Time the measure of his hoursBy changeful bud and blossom keeps,And, like a young bride crowned with flowers,Fair Shiraz ...
Look around thee—see decayOn her wing of darkness, sweepingEarth's proud monuments away—See the muse of history weepingO'er the ruins time ...
Good ladies, you that have your pleasure in exile, Step in your foot, come take a place, and mourn with me ...
Most beautiful, most gentle! Yet how lostTo all that gladdens the fair earth; the eyeThat watched her being; the maternal ...
O little siren of the rose-white skin,Reared to strange music and to stranger sin,With scornful lips that move to no ...
AS in those lands of mighty mountain heights,The streams, by sudden tempests overcharged,Sweep down the slopes, hearing swift ruin with ...
WHO knows the world will never feel surprise,When men are duped by artful women's eves;Though death his weapon freely will ...
Few years have pass'd since thou and I Were firmest friends, at least in name,And childhood's gay sincerity Preserved our feelings long ...
Ye many twinkling stars, who yet do holdYour brilliant places in the sable vaultOf night's dominions!—Planets, and central orbsOf other ...
Awm havin a smook bi misel, Net a soul here to spaik a word to,Awve noa gossip to hear nor to ...
THE KNOWLEDGE OF GOD is the wisdom of man- This is the end of Being, wisdom; this Of wisdom, action; and of ...
I.1"I HAVE no heart and no time to go forth to the world, there to choose meOne who may be ...
In the very beginnings of science, the parsons, who managed things then,Being handy with hammer and chisel, made gods in ...
THIS is your month, the month of "perfect days,"Birds in full song and blossoms all ablaze.Nature herself your earliest welcome ...
A worthy couple, man and wife, Dragged on a discontented life: The reason, I should state, That it was destitute of joys, Was that ...
Poor Monsieur d'Alveron! I well rememberThe day I visited his ruinous cot,And heard the story of his fallen fortunes.It was ...
Written on Board the Medway, in the South Seas, in Very StormyWeather."WHERE is the God whom I adore?"Abram of old ...
WHO presses on my knee this kindly pat,And with a merry archness in my faceLooks up?--a youngling of my own ...
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