Friendship And Single Life, Against Love And Marriage (John Denham Poems)
Love! in what poison is thy dart Dipp'd, when it makes a bleeding heart? None know but they who feel the smart.It ...
Love! in what poison is thy dart Dipp'd, when it makes a bleeding heart? None know but they who feel the smart.It ...
A FRAGMENTA legend that grew in the forest's hushSlowly as tear-drops gather and gush,When a word some poet chanced to ...
GIVE o'er the strife! The poet criesThe maiden mercy, in whose eyesHe sees the light of paradise.Beyond the coppice, at ...
Dolefully sound, ye groves and Dorian waters,Lament, ye rivers, our beloved Bion;Mourn, all ye plants, and whisper low, ye forests;Ye ...
This now, the very latest of my toils,Vouchsafe me, Arethusa! needs must ISing a brief song to Gallus- brief, but ...
O Land of Promise! from what Pisgah's height Can I behold thy stretch of peaceful bowers,Thy golden harvests flowing out of ...
Alice was walking beside the White Knight in Looking Glass Land."You are sad." the Knight said in an anxious tone: ...
Sweet are the pleasures that to verse belong,And doubly sweet a brotherhood in song;Nor can remembrance, Mathew! bring to viewA ...
GALLUSThis now, the very latest of my toils,Vouchsafe me, Arethusa! needs must ISing a brief song to Gallus- brief, but ...
Daphnis beneath a rustling ilex-treeHad sat him down; Thyrsis and CorydonHad gathered in the flock, Thyrsis the sheep,And Corydon the ...
A poet had a cat. There is nothing odd in that- (I might make a little pun about the Mews!) But what is ...
MELIBOEUS, CORYDON, THYRSISDaphnis beneath a rustling ilex-treeHad sat him down; Thyrsis and CorydonHad gathered in the flock, Thyrsis the sheep,And ...
I, walking the familiar street, While a crammed horse-car jingled through it,Was lifted from my prosy feet And in Arcadia ere I ...
Imagine a child from Virginia or New HampshireAlone on the prairie eighty years agoOr more, one afternoon-the shaggy peltOf grasses, ...
Tost rudely round this whirling sphere,Estrang'd from all he valued dear;Shut out from beauty's bright'ning ray;The social night, the tranquil ...
ON RECEIVING A SPRIG OF HEATHER IN BLOSSOM.No more these simple flowers belongTo Scottish maid and lover;Sown in the common ...
1FriendsThe old word is dead.The old books are dead.Our speech with holes like worn-out shoes is dead.Dead is the mind ...
I sat beside the glowing grate, fresh heapedWith Newport coal, and as the flame grew bright--The many-coloured flame--and played and ...
COME, spur away, I have no patience for a longer stay, But must go down And leave the chargeable noise of this great ...
The dandelions and buttercupsGild all the lawn; the drowsy beeStumbles among the clover-tops,And summer sweetens all but me:Away, unfruitful lore ...
This is an obvious imitation of Walt Whitman, is it?Well, and wouldn't that be better than another in sickly rime?Perhaps ...
A Prize Poem.I know Canada is fair to see, and pleasant; it is wellOn the banks of its broad river ...
LYCIDASSay whither, Moeris?- Make you for the town,Or on what errand bent?MOERIS O Lycidas,We have lived to see, what never yet ...
Mighty magician! who on Torneo's brow,When sullen tempests wrap the throne of night,Art wont to sit and catch the gleam ...
PREFACE If—-and the thing is wildly possible—-t he charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief but instructive ...
How much of paper's spoil d what floods of ink!And yet how few how very few can think!The knack of ...
I.Thou glorious painter of the thoughts that dwellIn the hot brain of genius, it was thineTo live in the delusion ...
From the rainy hill-heads, where, in starts and in spasms,Leaps wild the white torrent from chasms to chasms-From the home ...
HAPPY Britannia, favour'd Isle! Fate on thee delights to smile; Even amid the woes of war, Thund'ring dreadful from afar; Let no discordant voice ...
Dear Friend, we come to yield anew The reverence we owe thy name, And celebrate with fresh acclaimOur Quaker Poet, strong and ...
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