The Burgomeister’s Well (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
A peaceful spot, a little street, So still between the double roarOf sea and city that it seemed A rest in music, ...
A peaceful spot, a little street, So still between the double roarOf sea and city that it seemed A rest in music, ...
The pale discrowned stacks of maize, Like spectres in the sun,Stand shivering nigh Avonaise, Where all is dead and gone.The sere leaves ...
'Twas a cloudless morn and the sun shone bright,And dewdrops sparkled clear;And the hills and the vales of this Western ...
ON HIS BIRTHDAYI need not praise the sweetness of his song, Where limpid verse to limpid verse succeedsSmooth as our Charles, ...
The speckled sky is dim with snow,The light flakes falter and fall slow;Athwart the hill-top, rapt and pale,Silently drops a ...
The poet's song, and the bird's, And the waters' that chant as they runAnd the waves' that kiss the beach, And the ...
The curtain's drawn look there and you shall spyThe faded god of your idolatry.Davenant.WORLD thou art old and grey!World thou ...
Come, beneath yon verdant branches,Come, my own, with me!Come, and there my soul will openSecret doors to thee.Yonder shalt thou ...
'Tis merry to hear, at evening time,By the blazing hearth the sleigh-bells chime;To know the bounding steeds bring nearThe loved ...
A Singer stands in festive attire,Clasps to his bosom warm a lyre,And plucks the strings, enraptured."How play you my tunes, ...
Amidst these glorious works of Thine,The solemn minarets of the pine,And awful Shasta's icy shrine,--Where swell Thy hymns from wave ...
Now my strength is gone from me, I that was adviser to the Fenians,my whole body is tired to-night, my ...
He lurks among the reeds, beside the marsh, Red oleanders twisted in His hair,His eyes are haggard and His lips are ...
That love of letters which is as the light Of deathless verse, intense, ineffable,Hath made this scholar's nature like the white, Pure ...
The time will come when I no more can playThis polished flute: the stops will not obeyMy gnarled fingers; and ...
A light, a darkness, mingling, each with each,Rogers.SUN, ever guidingWhat never knows rest,Vast giant stridingFrom east unto west;Eye piercing and ...
Does he know the road to Flanders, does he know the criss-cross tracksWith the row of sturdy hangars at the ...
It is a sweet tradition, with a soulOf tenderest pathos! Hearken, love!—for allThe sacred undercurrents of the heartThrill to its ...
My soul is clanging like a cimbalom gone mad;My heart indeed is joyful, but by its pangs unnerved,Tossed on waves ...
HOW is it that masters, and science, and art,One spark of intelligence fail to impart,Unless in that chemical union combined,Of ...
WHEN Orpheus with his wind-swift fingersRipples the strings that gleam like rain,The wheeling birds fly up and sing,Hither, thither echoing;There ...
Thou'rt gone like the meteor that blazed in the sky, And the spot thou hast smiled upon knows thee no more,Is ...
I. Yonder, with eyes that tears, not distance, dim, With ears the wide world's thickness cannot daunt, We see tumultuous miseries that haunt The ...
Thrice, oh, thrice happy, shepherd's life and state!When courts are happiness' unhappy pawns!His cottage low and safely humble gateShuts out ...
"Sleep, like a lover, woo thee, Isabel! And golden dreams come to thee, Like a spell By some sweet angel drawn! Noiseless hands shall seal ...
The shadows grow and deepen round me,I feel the deffall in the air;The muezzin of the darkening thicket,I hear the ...
Come, oh! come, with sacred lays,Let us sound th' Almighty's praise;Hither bring in true concent,Heart, and voice, and instrument.Let the ...
From the Scheldt to the Niemen, Hark, the music of the drums!Not unthrilled the souls of freemen When that instant message comes.Rolling ...
Beautiful Spring is coming, Ah, yes, will soon be here,For the clear bright sun is shining All human hearts to cheer.One the ...
I will sing of the bounty of the big trees,They are the green tents of the Almighty,He hath set them ...
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