English Eclogues II – The Grandmother’s Tale (Robert Southey Poems)
JANE.Harry! I'm tired of playing. We'll draw roundThe fire, and Grandmamma perhaps will tell usOne of her stories.HARRY.Aye--dear Grandmamma!A pretty ...
JANE.Harry! I'm tired of playing. We'll draw roundThe fire, and Grandmamma perhaps will tell usOne of her stories.HARRY.Aye--dear Grandmamma!A pretty ...
It was a little island where he dwelt,Or rather a lone rock, barren and bleak,Short scanty herbage spotting with dark ...
Go, Valentine, and tell that lovely maid Whom fancy still will portray to my sight, How here I linger in ...
Yet one Song more! one high and solemn strain Ere PAEAN! on thy temple's ruined wall I hang the silent ...
Stranger! awhile upon this mossy bank Recline thee. If the Sun rides high, the breeze, That loves to ripple o'er ...
STRANGER! the MAN OF NATURE lies not here: Enshrin'd far distant by his rival's side His relics rest, there by ...
Poussin! most pleasantly thy pictur'd scenes Beguile the lonely hour; I sit and gaze With lingering eye, till charmed FANCY ...
Glad as the weary traveller tempest-tost To reach secure at length his native coast, Who wandering long o'er distant lands ...
Faint gleams the evening radiance thro' the sky, The sober twilight dimly darkens round; In short quick circles the shrill ...
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