John Bede Polding (Henry Kendall Poems)
With reverent eyes and bowed, uncovered head, A son of sorrow kneels by fanes you knew;But cannot say the words that ...
With reverent eyes and bowed, uncovered head, A son of sorrow kneels by fanes you knew;But cannot say the words that ...
SIR:- You complain that I have asserted that a partiality for monarchy appeared in your conduct. This fact you deny, ...
I had a passion when I was a child For a most pleasant idleness. In June, When the thick masses of the ...
PART I.How say'st, thou? die to-morrrow? Oh! my friend!The bitter, bitter ...
Ah, what hast thou done with that Lover of mine? The Lover who only cared for thee?Mine for a handful of ...
In elder days, in Saturn's prime,Ere baldness seized the head of Time,While truant Jove, in infant pride,Play'd barefoot on Olympus' ...
Beloved! your hair was goldenAs tender tints of sunrise,As corn beside the River In softly varying hues.I loved you for your ...
'Enter' MRS. BULKLEY,'who curtsies very low as beginning to speak.Then enter' MISS CATLEY,'who stands full before her, and curtsies to ...
HER triumphs are over, the crownHas passed from her brow;And she smiles, "To whom now does the townMy poor laurels ...
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels'hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenlypressed me against ...
Ye Thirty noble Nations Confederate in One!That keep your starry stations Around the Western Sun,—I have a glorious mission, And must obey the ...
It is time (it was time long ago) I should severThis chain — why I wear it I know not ...
WHY didst thou leave me thus? Had memoryNo chain to bind thee to me, lone and wreckedIn spirit as I ...
Harley, the nation's great support,Returning home one day from court,His mind with public cares possest,All Europe's business in his breast,Observed ...
In thin clear light unshadowed shapes go bySmall on green fields beneath the hueless sky.They do not stay for question, ...
When life's first dawn breaks on the raptured view,And smiles each various scene so bright and new,The Passions, thronging round ...
LATE: a cold smear of sunlight bathes the room;The gilt lime of winter, a sun grown melancholy old,Streams in the ...
Two days and nightsI watch'd the winding of the changeful lightsAbout the ivory shadows of his face,Which, like a rock, ...
IT may be, yes, it must be, Time that bringsAn end to mortal things,That sends the beggar Winter in the ...
FIRST CHORUS. Ere the birth of Death and of Time, Ere the birth of Hell and its torments, Ere the orbs of ...
O God of mercy, soft-ey'd Pity's Sire!For Jesus sake, my num'rous faults pass o'er,Which more Arithmetic, I own, requireTo count, ...
If, yet regardful of your native land,Old Shakespeare's tongue you deign to understand,Lo, from the blissful bowers where heaven rewardsInstructive ...
Be thy demeanour of the Christian sort,Be it obliging, affable, and right,In ev'ry place to which thou may'st resort,As is ...
An Ode for MusicWhen Music, heavenly maid, was young,While yet in early Greece she sung,The Passions oft, to hear her ...
A LEGEND OF 1516.WHAT time o'er gory lands and threatening seasFair fortune, wearied, fled the Genoese--What time from many a ...
In Virgil's Sacred Verse we find,That Passion can depress or raiseThe Heav'nly, as the Human Mind:Who dare deny what Virgil ...
I am a little world made cunningly.Donne.COME, let me sound thy depths, unquiet seaOf thought and passion; let thy wild ...
1We, whose lungs fill with the sweetness of day.Who in May admire trees floweringAre better than those who perished.We, who ...
ADDRESSEDTO MY NEPHEWATHANASE C. L. COQUEREL,ON HIS WEDDING DAY, 1819.CHILD of my heart! while others hailThis festive morn, when joys ...
There are fields of martial glory Where the slain are ne'er bemoaned; There are victories though silent, Where grim monarchs are dethroned; There are ...
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