A Letter (Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch Poems)
After W. M. P.Dear Kitty,At length the term's ending;I 'm in for my Schools in a week;And the time that ...
After W. M. P.Dear Kitty,At length the term's ending;I 'm in for my Schools in a week;And the time that ...
By Sir W. S.I.St. Giles's street is fair and wide,St. Giles's street is long;But long or wide, may naught abideTherein ...
By the late W. W. (of H.M. Inland Revenue Service).And is it so? Can Folly stalkAnd aim her unrespecting dartsIn ...
Friend, old friend in the Manse by the fireside sitting,Hour by hour while the grey ash drips from the log;You ...
Do I sleep? Do I dream?Am I hoaxed by a scout?Are things what they seem,Or is Sophists about?Is our 'to ...
Know you her secret none can utter?Hers of the Book, the tripled Crown?Still on the spire the pigeons flutter,Still by ...
Who lives in suit of armour pentAnd hides himself behind a wall,For him is not the great event,The garland nor ...
After T. I.As I laye a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge,O softlye moaned the dove to her mate within the tree,And meseemed unto ...
'Tis pretty to be in Ballinderry,'Tis pretty to be in Ballindoon,But 'tis prettier far in County KerryCoortin' under the bran' ...
Behold! I am not one that goes to Lectures or the pow-wow ofProfessors.The elementary laws never apologise: neither do I ...
I. VASHTI'S SONGOver the rim of the Moor,And under the starry sky,Two men came to my doorAnd rested them thereby.Beneath ...
Rudiments, Rudiments, and Rudiments!'Thinketh one made them i' the fit o' the blues.'Thinketh one made them with the 'tips' to ...
Senex. Saye, cushat, callynge from the brake,What ayles thee soe to pyne?Thy carefulle heart shall cease to akeWhen dayes be ...
Tune--Luther's Chorale'Ein' feste burg ist unser Gott'IOf old our City hath renown.Of God are her foundations,Wherein this day a King ...
Small is my secret-let it pass-Small in your life the share I had,Who sat beside you in the class,Awed by ...
On seeing her smile repeated in her daughter's eyesA thousand songs I might have madeOf You, and only You;A thousand ...
Down in the street the last late hansoms goStill westward, but with backward eyes of redThe harlot shuffles to her ...
To commemorate the virtue of Homoeopathy in restoring one apparently drowned.Love, that in a tear was drown'd,Lives revived by a ...
A month ago Lysander pray'dTo Jove, to Cupid, and to Venus,That he might die if he betray'dA single vow that ...
Young Knight, the lists are set to-day!Hereafter shall be time to prayIn sepulture, with hands of stone.Ride, then! outride the ...
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