A Ballad, Shewing How An Old Woman Rode Double, And Who Rode Before Her (Robert Southey Poems)
The Raven croak'd as she sate at her meal,And the Old Woman knew what he said,And she grew pale at ...
The Raven croak'd as she sate at her meal,And the Old Woman knew what he said,And she grew pale at ...
NATHANIEL.Father! here father! I have found a horse-shoe!Faith it was just in time, for t'other nightI laid two straws across ...
STRANGER.Old friend! why you seem bent on parish duty,Breaking the highway stones,--and 'tis a taskSomewhat too hard methinks for age ...
WOMAN.Sir for the love of God some small reliefTo a poor woman!TRAVELLER.Whither are you bound?'Tis a late hour to travel ...
Aye Charles! I knew that this would fix thine eye,This woodbine wreathing round the broken porch,Its leaves just withering, yet ...
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 ...
The coffin as I past across the laneCame sudden on my view. It was not here,A sight of every day, ...
It was a summer evening,Old Kaspar's work was done,And he before his cottage doorWas sitting in the sun,And by him ...
Go, Valentine, and tell that lovely maid Whom fancy still will portray to my sight, How here I linger in ...
Poussin! most pleasantly thy pictur'd scenes Beguile the lonely hour; I sit and gaze With lingering eye, till charmed FANCY ...
Not to thee Bedford mournful is the tale Of days departed. Time in his career Arraigns not thee that the ...
A Well there is in the west country, And a clearer one never was seen; There is not a wife ...
The summer and autumn had been so wet, That in winter the corn was growing yet, 'Twas a piteous sight ...
My days among the Dead are past; Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds ...
What tho' no sculptur'd monument proclaim Thy fate-yet Albert in my breast I bear Inshrin'd the sad remembrance; yet thy ...
Cold was the night wind, drifting fast the snows fell, Wide were the downs and shelterless and naked, When a ...
High in the air exposed the slave is hung, To all the birds of heaven, their living food! He groans ...
Tho' now no more the musing ear Delights to listen to the breeze That lingers o'er the green wood shade, ...
Hard by the road, where on that little mound The high grass rustles to the passing breeze, The child of ...
If thou didst feed on western plains of yore Or waddle wide with flat and flabby feet Over some Cambrian ...
MY days among the Dead are past; Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds ...
Come melancholy Moralizer--come! Gather with me the dark and wintry wreath; With me engarland now The SEPULCHRE OF TIME! Come ...
(to a brook near the village of Corston.) As thus I bend me o'er thy babbling stream And watch thy ...
Faint gleams the evening radiance thro' the sky, The sober twilight dimly darkens round; In short quick circles the shrill ...
Hold your mad hands! for ever on your plain Must the gorged vulture clog his beak with blood? For ever ...
And they have drown'd thee then at last! poor Phillis! The burthen of old age was heavy on thee. And ...
(to the rainbow) Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray Each ...
Dark HORROR, hear my call! Stern Genius hear from thy retreat On some old sepulchre's moss-cankered seat, Beneath the Abbey's ...
Yet one Song more! one high and solemn strain Ere PAEAN! on thy temple's ruined wall I hang the silent ...
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