The Feast Of The Virgins – The Giant’s Dance (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
The night-sun sails in his gold canoe,The spirits walk in the realms of airWith their glowing faces and flaming hair,And ...
The night-sun sails in his gold canoe,The spirits walk in the realms of airWith their glowing faces and flaming hair,And ...
EARLY SUMMER _The cricket in the rose-bush hedge Sings by the vine-entangled gate; The slim moon slants a timid edge Of pearl through one ...
Look where we worship. We all live in the city.The city forms- often physically, but inevitablypsychically- a circle. A Game. ...
I.St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen ...
There is a tide in men's affairs,Leading to fame not wholly theirs —Leading to high positions, wonThrough noble deeds by ...
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared,Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared.IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool,To dark suspicion grown ...
The wasting thistle whitens on my crest,The barren grasses blow upon my spear,A green, pale pennon: blazon of wild faithAnd ...
But shall we take the Muse abroad,To drop her idly on the road,And leave our subject in the middle,As Butler ...
In the small Village of St Joseph, below the City of Ottawa, stilllives or did live very recently, an ancient ...
As we arrived at our Lady's Steps,Incontinent all men reversed their caps,Bidding us welcome home, and joining hand,They ask from ...
Cupido, unto whos commandementThe gentil kinrede of goddes on hyAnd peple infernal been obedient,And the mortel folk seruen bisyly,Of goddesse ...
Poem Read At Cambridge On The Hundredth Anniversary Of Washington's Taking Command Of The American ArmyIWords pass as wind, but ...
WHY did she love her mother's so?It hath wrought her wondrous wo.Once she saw an armed knightIn the pale sepulchral ...
IThe bland many-eyed wallsof skyscrapers and the modestin-between brownstone housesshall not bruise the thrust of his rapier spiritrather the artist ...
MAC DUFF'S CROSS,A DRAMA.PRELUDE.NAY , smile not, lady, when I speak of witchcraft,And say that still there lurks amongst our ...
Where gentle Deva's lucid waters glide In slow meanders thro' the winding vale, And fertile Cestria's pastures green divide; Deep in the bosom ...
Arguments and Encouragements to Gospel Ministers to avoid a Legal strain of Doctrine, and endeavour the Sinner's match with Christ ...
(A Romance.)December 11th, 1867.The fleecy clouds had passed awayBefore the bright approach of day,And now the morning's radiance shinesUpon an ...
ACT IISCENE - A PLAIN, with royal pavilions on the skirt of the forest.Madhavya. (Emperor's court jester)STRANGE recreation ...
HE.Halt here awhile. That mossy-cushioned seatIs for your queenliness a natural throne;As I am fitly couched on this low sward,Here ...
A POEM IN THREE CANTOS Canto I Ye Alps audacious, through the heavens that rise,To cramp the day and hide me from ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers,How many round attribute all their cares!In these howe'er I never can believe,And ...
VESEY, of Verse the judge and friend,Awhile my idle strain attend:Not with the days of early Greece,I mean to ope ...
_Interlocutors_:LAODOMIA. GIULIA.LAO. Some other time, oh my sister, thou wilt hear what happened tothose nine blind men, who were at ...
It is a summer evening, calm and fair,A warm, yet freshening glow is in the air;Along its bank, the cool ...
ILong centuries ago, a mighty KingEnthron'd within his palace, gave commandTo summon all the nobles of his realm,And princes of ...
When Vertue's Standard Ecclesiasticks bear,Their sacred Robe the noblest Minds revere.All to its Guidance do their Thoughts submit,But such who ...
AS o'er their wine one day, three gossips sat,Discoursing various pranks in pleasant chat,Each had a loving friend, and two ...
To The Right Honourable Sir Robert Carr, Viscount Rochester, Knight of the Most Noble Order of the Garter, and One ...
A JOURNAL.DEDICATED TO MY FELLOW-TRAVELLERS IN AUGUST, 1858.Wise and polite,--and if I drewTheir several portraits, you would ownChaucer had no ...
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