To Ladies Of A Certain Age (John Trumbull Poems)
Ye ancient Maids, who ne'er must prove The early joys of youth and love, Whose names grim Fate (to whom ...
Ye ancient Maids, who ne'er must prove The early joys of youth and love, Whose names grim Fate (to whom ...
1 AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before me, The long brown path ...
TO oratists-to male or female, Vocalism, measure, concentration, determination, and the divine power to use words. Are you full-lung'd and ...
Dedication These to His Memory--since he held them dear, Perchance as finding there unconsciously Some image of himself--I dedicate, I ...
For a Man is to be looked upon in that which he excells as on a prospect. For there be ...
So Eden was deserted, and at eve Into the quiet place God came to grieve. His face was sad, His ...
"Carry your suitcase, Sir?" he said. I turned away to hide a grin, For he was shorter by a head ...
Is it not strange? A year ago to-day, With scarce a thought beyond the hum-drum round, I did my decent ...
Up from the evil day Of wattle and of woad, Along man's weary way Dark Pain has been the goad. ...
1 Ye heavenly spirits, whose ashy cinders lie Under deep ruins, with huge walls opprest, But not your praise, the ...
WEake is th'assurance that weake flesh reposeth, In her owne powre and scorneth others ayde: that soonest fals when as ...
One day, whiles that my daylie cares did sleepe, My spirit, shaking off her earthly prison, Began to enter into ...
O, that you were yourself! but, love, you are No longer yours than you yourself here live: Against this coming ...
High, on the Solitude of Alpine Hills, O'er-topping the grand imag'ry of Nature, Where one eternal winter seem'd to reign; ...
O, that you were your self! But, love, you are No longer yours than you yourself here live. Against this ...
Come let us watch the sun go down and walk in twilight through the orchard's green. Does it not seem ...
Night. O you whose countenance, dissolved in deepness, hovers above my face. You who are the heaviest counterweight to my ...
I We thrill too strangely at the master's touch; We shrink too sadly from the larger self Which for its ...
"Do I hear them? Yes, I hear the children singing-and what of it? Have you come with eyes afire to ...
I I doubt if ten men in all Tilbury Town Had ever shaken hands with Captain Craig, Or called him ...
I Partly to think, more to be left alone, George Annandale said something to his friends- A word or two, ...
NOTE.-Rahel Robert and Varnhagen von Ense were married, after many protestations on her part, in 1814. The marriage-so far as ...
Here lies a bloke who's just gone West, A Number One Australian; He took his gun and did his best ...
A Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. ...
Authors and actors and artists and such Never know nothing, and never know much. Sculptors and singers and those of ...
For three years, out of key with his time, He strove to resuscitate the dead art Of poetry; to maintain ...
"Vocat aestus in umbram" Nemesianus Es. IV. E. P. Ode pour l'élection de son sépulchre For three years, out of ...
These fought in any case, and some believing pro domo, in any case ..... Died some, pro patria, walked eye-deep ...
You never heard tell of the story? Well, now, I can hardly believe! Never heard of the honour and glory ...
Morning again, nothing has to be done, maybe buy a piano or make fudge. At least clean the room up ...
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