On The Death Of Pushkin (Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov Poems)
He fell, a slave of tinsel-honour,A sacrifice to slander's lust;The haughty Poet's head, the noblest,Bowed on his wounded breast in ...
He fell, a slave of tinsel-honour,A sacrifice to slander's lust;The haughty Poet's head, the noblest,Bowed on his wounded breast in ...
LIKE one who meets a staggering blow, The stout old ship doth reel,And waters vast go seething past-But will it last, ...
E'er yet the morning heav'd its Orient headBehold him praising with the happy dead.Hail! happy Saint, on the immortal Shore.We ...
The bridge was won, the foe had crossedThe Clyde; the Covenanted hostHad lost the day, and vanquished fled.Mixed with the ...
Yet once more, and once more, awake, my Harp,From silence and neglect—one lofty strain;Lofty, yet wilder than the winds of ...
OH how comely it is and how revivingTo the Spirits of just men long opprest!When God into the hands of ...
Who says I wrong thee, my half-opened rose?Little he knows of thee or me, or love.--I am so tender of ...
Oh, mighty conjuror, you raise The ghost of my lost youth —The happy, golden-tinted daysWhen earth her treasure-trove displays, And everything is ...
Thou glorious Ruler of the beauteous Day!Have sev'nteen Years so swiftly roll'd away?Hast thou so oft the heav'nly Circle run,When ...
I see that wreath which doth the wearer arm'Gainst the quick strokes of thunder, is no charmTo keep off deaths ...
In spite of his imposing plea,A freeman whom the truth makes freeIs often fairly up a tree,And marvels why it ...
Look on who will in apathy, and stifle they who can,The sympathies, the hopes, the words, that make man truly ...
AUGUST 29, 1859I REMEMBER--why, yes! God bless me! and was it so long ago?I fear I'm growing forgetful, as old ...
L. M. C.We sat together, last May-day, and talkedOf the dear friends who walkedBeside us, sharers of the hopes and ...
And Jesus said unto him, Receive thy sight, thy faith hath saved thee.HE sate by the way side, an aged ...
LADY, I loved you all last year,How honestly and well --Alas! would weary you to hear,And torture me to tell;I ...
I: EROSO naked baby Love among the roses,Watching with laughing gray-green eyes for me,Who says that thou art blind? Who ...
THE cannon's brazen lips are cold;No red shell blazes down the air;And street and tower, and temple old,Are silent as ...
COME quietly, Britain, all together, come!It is time!We have waited, weighed, and wonderedWho had blundered;Stared askance at one anotherAs our ...
GLORY to Thee, Father of all the Immortal,Ever belongs:We bring Thee from our watch by the grave's portalNothing but songs.Though ...
The vainest girls in forty statesWere Gwendolyn and Gladys Gates;They warbled slightly off the air,Romantic German songs,And each of them ...
Where Harpur lies, the rainy streams, And wet hill-heads, and hollows weeping,Are swift with wind, and white with gleams, And hoarse with ...
Father of Light! great God of Heaven! Hear'st thou the accents of despair?Can guilt like man's be e'er forgiven? Can vice atone ...
BEARER of Freedom's holy light,Breaker of Slavery's chain and rod,The foe of all which pains the sight,Or wounds the generous ...
A Tale of the TalmudWhen Solomon was reigning in his glory, Unto his throne the Queen of Sheba came,(So in the ...
From publick Noise and factious Strife,From all the busie Ills of Life,Take me, My Celia, to Thy Breast;And lull my ...
Tell a simple little story of a settler in the West,Where the soldier birds and farmers, and selectors never restWhile ...
AN ALGONQUIN LEGEND.HAPPY young friends, sit by me,Under May's blown apple-tree,While these home-birds in and outThrough the blossoms flit about.Hear ...
The spare-room windows wide were raised, And you could look that summer dayOn pastures green, and sunny hills, And low rills wandering ...
In a church in New York City,On the weekly day of rest,There were young, and old, and pretty -Plainly some, ...
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