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earth grew dim
and wavered in a golden mist
as rose not paper leaves i kissed | img2poems |
donne you forgive
i let you keep
her precious comment poet deep | img2poems |
easy as loving easy as kissing
easy as well let me ponder as missing
known since the world was by scarce two or three | img2poems |
tap me in indian summer i should run
a juice to make rock-candy of but then
we get such weather scarce one year in ten | img2poems |
i've known the fellow for years
my button i've wrenched from his clutch man
i shudder whenever he nears | img2poems |
like a long-disembodied idea
he stands there you fancy you see a
coeval of teniers or douw | img2poems |
the rapture's in what never was or is gone
that we missed them makes helens of plain ann elizys
for the goose of to-day still is memory's swan | img2poems |
'hee-haw
' cried he 'i hearken ' as who knew
for such ear-largess humble thanks were due | img2poems |
who tunnels bring not cisterns for my lay
none but his peers the poet rightly hear
nor mete we listeners by their length of ear | img2poems |
swiftly the politic goes: is it dark
he borrows a lantern
slowly the statesman and sure guiding his steps by the stars | img2poems |
and with commissioned talons wrench
from thy supplanter's grimy clench
his sheath of steel his wings of smoke and flame | img2poems |
more than when first i singled thee
this only prayer is mine
that in the years i yet shall see | img2poems |
nay shudder not
i should bestow it
so brimming full she couldn't blow it | img2poems |
gill gives a northern origin to geaun for gown and waund for
wound
lovelace has waund but | img2poems |
the contraction more'n i find in the old play 'fuimus troes ' in a
verse where the measure is so strongly accented as to leave it beyond
doubt | img2poems |
'tis possible to climb
to kindle or to slake
although in skelton's rhyme | img2poems |
and there i leave the matter being willing to believe that the saint
the martyr and even the poet were as careful of god's honor as my
critics are ever likely to be | img2poems |
furrer furrow
metaphorically to draw a straight furrow is to
live uprightly or decorously | img2poems |
snake crawled like a snake but to snake any one out
is to track him to his hiding-place to snake a thing out is
to snatch it out | img2poems |
wal well spoken with great deliberation and sometimes with the
a very much flattened sometimes very much
broadened | img2poems |
a
b
information wanted concerning | img2poems |
angels
providentially speak french
conjectured to be skilled in all tongues | img2poems |
antonius
a speech of
by whom best reported | img2poems |
ardennes wild boar of an ancestor of rev
mr
wilbur | img2poems |
d
y
letter of | img2poems |
family-trees
fruit of jejune
a primitive forest of | img2poems |
faneuil hall
a place where persons tap themselves for a species of hydrocephalus
a bill of fare mendaciously advertised in | img2poems |
f
f
singular power of their looks | img2poems |
france
a strange dance begun in
about to put her foot in it | img2poems |
gay s
h
esquire editor of national antislavery standard letter to | img2poems |
gomara
has a vision
his relationship to the scarlet woman | img2poems |
idea
the southern its natural foes
the true american | img2poems |
lewis philip
a scourger of young native americans
commiserated | img2poems |
officers
miraculous transformation in character of
anglo-saxon come very near being anathematized | img2poems |
o'phace increase d
esq
speech of | img2poems |
rantoul mr
talks loudly
pious reason for not enlisting | img2poems |
robinson mr
john p
his opinions fully stated | img2poems |
rough and ready
a wig
a kind of scratch | img2poems |
thacker rev
preserved d
d | img2poems |
time
an innocent personage to swear by
a scene-shifter | img2poems |
tuileries
exciting scene at
front parlor of | img2poems |
beloved in the noisy city here
beneath the trees
bowing thyself in dust before a book | img2poems |
ef i a song or two could make
entranced i saw a vision in the cloud
ere pales in heaven the morning star | img2poems |
hers all that earth could promise or bestow
hers is a spirit deep and crystal-clear
how strange are the freaks of memory | img2poems |
how struggles with the tempest's swells
how was i worthy so divine a loss
hushed with broad sunlight lies the hill | img2poems |
nor deemed he lived unto himself alone
not always unimpeded can i pray
not as all other women are | img2poems |
unconscious as the sunshine simply sweet
unseen musician thou art sure to please
untremulous in the river clear | img2poems |
what countless years and wealth of brain were spent
'what fairings will ye that i bring
what gnarled stretch what depth of shade is his | img2poems |
ye little think what toil it was to build
ye who passing graves by night
yes faith is a goodly anchor | img2poems |
birdofredum sawin esq
to mr
hosea biglow | img2poems |
bradford c
f
to | img2poems |
e
g
de r | img2poems |
garrison w
l
to | img2poems |
giddings j
r
to | img2poems |
for a memorial window to sir walter raleigh set up in st
margaret's
westminster by american contributors | img2poems |
letter a from a candidate for the presidency in answer to suttin
questions proposed by mr
hosea biglow inclosed in a note from mr | img2poems |
letter a from mr
ezekiel biglow of jaalam to the hon
joseph t | img2poems |
buckingham editor of the boston courier inclosing a poem of his
son mr
hosea biglow | img2poems |
miss d
t
to | img2poems |
on an autumn sketch of h
g
wild | img2poems |
on receiving a copy of mr
austin dobson's 'old world idylls
on the capture of fugitive slaves near washington | img2poems |
to j
r
giddings | img2poems |
to m
o
s | img2poems |
to m
w
on her birthday | img2poems |
to a
c
l | img2poems |
to c
f
bradford | img2poems |
to h
w
l | img2poems |
to w
l
garrison | img2poems |
wild h
g
on an autumn sketch of | img2poems |
[footnote : the wise scandinavians probably called their bards by the
queer-looking title of scald in a delicate way as it were just to hint
to the world the hot water they always get into | img2poems |
[footnote
(if you call snooks an owl he will show by his looks
that he's morally certain you're jealous of snooks | img2poems |
[footnote
(and at this just conclusion will surely arrive
that the goodness of earth is more dead than alive | img2poems |
[footnote
turn back now to page goodness only knows what
and take a fresh hold on the thread of my plot | img2poems |
let us allow even to richly deserved misfortune our commiseration and
be not over-hasty meanwhile in our censure of the french people left
for the first time to govern themselves remembering that wise sentence | img2poems |
[footnote : the word occurs in a letter of mary boleyn in golding and
warner
milton also was fond of the word | img2poems |
[footnote : which whether in that form or under its aliases
witch-grass and cooch-grass points us back to its original saxon
quick | img2poems |
collected poems
by
henry newbolt | img2poems |
drake he's in his hammock an' a thousand miles away
slung atween the round shot in nombre dios bay
an' dreamin' arl the time o' plymouth hoe | img2poems |
drake he's in his hammock till the great armadas come
slung atween the round shot listenin' for the drum
an' dreamin arl the time o' plymouth hoe | img2poems |
there'll be many grim and gory
there'll be few to tell the story
but we'll all be one in glory | img2poems |
now the sunset's breezes shiver
and she's fading down the river
but in england's song for ever | img2poems |
the victory led to her flag it was due
but lord nelson he hailed them with masterful grace
cap'n harvey i'll thank you to keep in your place | img2poems |
to our battering next the redoutable struck
but her sharpshooters gave us the worst of the luck
lord nelson was wounded most cruel to tell | img2poems |
when the captain reported a victory won
thank god
he kept saying my duty i've done | img2poems |
o dying carthage
so their passion raved
would nought but these the conqueror's hate assuage | img2poems |
it fell in the year of mutiny
at darkest of the night
on his way to delhi fight | img2poems |
he thought what he must do
and he sent to the rajah fair greeting
to try if he were true | img2poems |
the captains rode in state
they came to the house of john nicholson
and stood before the gate | img2poems |
never give in
he cried and he heard them shout
and grappled with death as a man that knows not doubt | img2poems |
think ye the guides will barter for lust of the light
the pride of an ancient people in warfare bred
honour of comrades living and faith to the dead | img2poems |
ye have robbed said he ye have slaughtered and made an end
take your ill-got plunder and bury the dead
what will ye more of your guest and sometime friend | img2poems |
he laughed: if one may settle the score for five
i am ready but let the reckoning stand til day
i have loved the sunlight as dearly as any alive | img2poems |
he saw the dark wainscot and timbered roof
the long tables and the faces merry and keen
the college eight and their trainer dining aloof | img2poems |
england
wilt thou dare to-night
pray that god defend the right | img2poems |
gird thee with thine ancient might
forth
and god defend the right | img2poems |
drake from his long rest turned again
victory lit thy steel with lightning
devon o devon in wind and rain | img2poems |
when lieutenant murray fell the only words he spoke were
'forward grenadiers
' -press telegram | img2poems |
'twill fade lad 'tis true
but stone and all may perish
with little loss to you | img2poems |
twice three hundred boys were we
long ago long ago
where the downs look out to the severn sea | img2poems |
some were for profit and some for pride
long ago long ago
some for the flag they lived and died | img2poems |
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