Convict Once – Part Third. (James Brunton Stephens Poems)
I.1IT was a fever, they tell me: to me 'twas a sleep and a waking;Yet not a sleep without dreams: ...
I.1IT was a fever, they tell me: to me 'twas a sleep and a waking;Yet not a sleep without dreams: ...
LATE AUTUMN _They who die young are blest.-- Should we not envy such? They are Earth's happiest, God-loved and favored much!-- They who die young ...
And while he spoke there was a noise without;The curtains of the door were flung aside,And some with heavy feet ...
SCENE I.BRISTOWE.BIRTHA.Gentle Egwina, do notte preche me joie;I cannotte joie ynne anie thynge botte weere .Oh! yatte aughte schulde oure ...
Where the pure Derwent's waters glide Along their mossy bed,Close by the river's verdant side, A castle rear'd its head.The antient pile ...
The dark-blue clouds of night in dusky lines,Drawn wide and streaky o'er the purer sky,Wear faint the morning purple on ...
Earth regained,And lone sea--shore where the great waves come inFrothed like a horse put to his heart--burst speed,Sobbing up--hill, note ...
I.THE morning air was freshly breathing,The morning mists were wildly wreathing;Day's earliest beams were kindling o'erThe wood-crowned hills and murmuring ...
Entranced I saw a vision in the cloudThat loitered dreaming in yon sunset sky,Full of fair shapes, half creatures of ...
Whoe'er, of any sex or age,To heav'n above wou'd learn the way,His guide must be the sacred Page —Or else ...
Snakeskin jacketIndian eyesBrilliant hairHe moves in disturbedNile insectAir~~~You parade thru the soft summerWe watch your eager rifle decayYour wildernessYour teeming ...
PART 1.A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew,And the young winds fed it with silver dew,And it opened its fan-like ...
From the terrace here, where the hills indent, You can see the uttermost battlement Of the castle there; the Cliffords' home; Where the ...
WRITTEN ON THE OCCASION OF THE MASSACRE AT MANCHESTERI.As I lay asleep in ItalyThere came a voice from over the ...
A FA FableLuxus tumultus semper causa est.Lucullus Languish, student of the skies,And connoisseur of rarebits and mince pies,A bard by ...
IThe Swallows sangALIEN to us areYour fields, and your cotes, and your glebes;Secret our nests areAlthough they be built in ...
The cock, warm roosting 'midst his feather'd dames,Now lifts his beak and snuffs the morning air,Stretches his neck and claps ...
THE APOLOGY.Quoth the cedar to the reeds and rushes, “Water-grass, you know not what I do;Know not of my storms, nor ...
Stopt by the storm, that long in sullen blackFrom the south-west stained its encroaching track,Haymakers, hustling from the rain to ...
Money. Riches. Wealth.Gold is the greatest God: tho' yet we seeNo Temples rais'd to Money's Majesty,No Altars fuming to her ...
Thou Sov'reign of mercy! thou Sire of all pow'r!Who feedest the hungry, with-hold not our foodFrom us, who forgiveness repentant ...
THE scene is the Southern Hemisphere;The time - oh, any time of the yearWill do as well as another; say ...
With sable wings wide o'er the land night sprinkles the dew of the heavens;And hard by the dark river's strand, in the ...
I hain't no hand at tellin' tales,Er spinnin' yarns, as the sailors say;Someway o' 'nother, language failsTo slide fer me ...
INow Bioern, the son of Heriulf, had ill daysBecause the heart within him seethed with bloodThat would not be allayed ...
Now, while Orion, flaming south, doth setA shining foot on hills of wind and wet-Far haughty hills beyond the fountains ...
Scene I. A peak of the Alps. Werner alone. Time, morning.Werner.How gloriously beautiful is earth!In these her quiet, unfrequented haunts,To ...
IThe hills are full of propheciesAnd ancient voices of the dead;Of hidden shapes that no man sees,Pale, visionary presences,That speak ...
Yet, Freedom, yet, thy banner, torn but flying,Streams like a thunder-storm against the wind.--BYRON.I.A glorious people vibrated againThe lightning of ...
Where pastoral Tweed, renown'd in song,With rapid murmur flows;In Caledonia's classic ground,The hall of Arthur rose.A braver Briton never arm'dTo ...
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