Ruth (Henry Lawson Poems)
All is well-in a prison-to-night, and the warders are crying 'All's Well!'I must speak, for the sake of my heart-if ...
All is well-in a prison-to-night, and the warders are crying 'All's Well!'I must speak, for the sake of my heart-if ...
OPPRESSION! thou, whose hard and cruel chain,Entails on all thy victims woe and pain;Who gives with tyrant force and scorpion ...
Follows a starry nightWhere in the talk of man and spirit we seeForeproven, the all--grasping mind's inordinate loveFor marvels, mysteries, ...
What Stoick could his steely brest containe(If Zeno self, or who were made besideOf tougher mold) from being torne in ...
One Sabbath day my friend and IAfter the meeting, quietlyPassed from the crowded village lanes,White with dry dust for lack ...
Weep!--for the wrath of God is over us!Weep!--for his arm is lifted to destroy!Famine hath thinned the land! in Autumn's ...
Behind an unfrequented glade,Where yew and myrtle mix their shade,A widow Turtle pensive sat,And wept her murder'd lover's fate.The Sparrow ...
I Pause, God, and ponder, ere Thou judgest me. Though it be doomsday, and the trampling winds Rush blindly through the stark and ...
First, then, I say, the mind which oft we callThe intellect, wherein is seated life'sCounsel and regimen, is part no ...
First, then, I say, the mind which oft we callThe intellect, wherein is seated life'sCounsel and regimen, is part no ...
Deep in the shady sadness of a valeFar sunken from the healthy breath of morn,Far from the fiery noon, and ...
Hast thou sailed on the summer seaWhen its bosom lies in light?And have the scenes of life to theeBeen as ...
A TALE FOUNDED UPON A NOVEL,ENTITLED" HELEN OF GLENROSS."FAIR Helen was the loveliest maidThat Scotia's land has seen;A sylph-like form, ...
Is this a dream?—-another dream,Like that which stole my senses first,Which sparkled o'er my life's dull stream,By idle, erring fancy ...
THE COSMOPOLITE.BUT the Three, as before, were still sitting and talking together,With the landlord, the worthy divine, and also the ...
Down the dim West slow fails the stricken sun,And from his hot face fades the crimson flushVeiled in death's herald-shadows ...
Once on a time there walked a mariner, That had been shipwrecked;—on a lonely shore,And the green water made a restless ...
ODE FOR THE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY OF PRINCETON COLLEGEOctober 21, 1896IInto the dust of the making of manSpirit was ...
HOW wonderful is Death, Death, and his brother Sleep! One, pale as yonder waning moon With lips of lurid blue; The other, rosy as ...
Part One[A walled garden of York. It is an August Sunday, and the baying of deep church-bells is blown faintly ...
A FRAGMENTPART IThere was a youth, who, as with toil and travel,Had grown quite weak and gray before his time;Nor ...
Hunger.See Famine.The Morning came, the Night, and Slumbers past,But still the furious Pangs of Hunger last:The cank'rous Rage still gnaws ...
But this sad melancholick disquisition,Did not befit our jovial disposition,In these our days; therefore when we had mournedFor this good ...
I.A swift thought flashed to my mind that dayWhen I first saw you, regally tall'Mid a throng of pigmies--a very ...
"Ere such a soul regains its peaceful state,"How often must it love, how often hate,"How often hope, despair, resent, regret,"Conceal, ...
'How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this ...
Love.See Lover. Venus.Great Love! thy Empire o'er the World extends!To thy soft Charms the whole Creation bends!On Hills, in Streams, ...
Not far from here, it lies beyond That low-hilled belt of woods. We'll take This unused lane where brambles make A wall of ...
Love in a hut, with water and a crust,Is-Love, forgive us!-cinders, ashes, dust;Love in a palace is perhaps at lastMore ...
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 ...
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