Winchester
... 02U i n c i) e s t e r By Lieut. L. F. Easterbrook She lies deep-seated in the heart of mothering hills, A sheltered haven, where no wind that blows With boisterous ribaldry may disarrange Her decorou ...
Refine Search
Newspaper
Countries
Access Type
Type
Public Tags
The Question
... I 2Ffjc Question 1 What favoured thief shall pluck the gorgeous rose j I Hiding within the garden of thy breast I Whose look shall dominate, whose mind 'impose j Upon thy will What happy hand shall wr ...
ON AN EMPTY HOUSE
... By SIR LEWIS MORRIS A STATELY house I passed to-day, Familiar when the world was gay. Blind casements, railings red with rust, Dumb doorways choked with leaves and dust; How the year ...
SPRING
... 1 When the white hands of April are fillable With blossoms that odorous are, When the cuckoo's delicious dissyllable Is heard in the woodlands afar When the clouds, as if Phcebus had chidden 'e ...
TO H.R.H. PRINCESS BEATRICE
... TO U.R.N. PRINCESS BEATRICE Two Sons of Love make day of human life, Which else with ali its pains and griefs and deaths Were utter darkness-- one, the Sun of dawn That brightens through the Mother's ...
A City Sunset: (In War-Time)
... (Tttjj xi it set (Iii 5iaaar=Jirimr) Some, when the mystery gathers o'er the housetops See nothing but a setting swathed in vapour Some see the sacred places' swift unveiling, Holy of holies. Here whe ...
Worship
... fflSiorsijtp I dreamt last night I walked in some great wood, Where clean-limbed beech trees formed a noble have, Dim-pillar'd, reaching upwards tow'rds the roof Of close-knit boughs, a leafy architra ...
Rowans
... 0 to a n s When in the glen he stood with me, My heart's desire, 7 he rowans on the trysting tree Were drops of fire. But now he lies in France, and dead Are leaf and bud The rowans on the tree are re ...
The Mayflower
... i^l 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 nun 11 111 inn 11 1 11 1 1 1 1 ...
Summer Time as a Child writes it
... $ummn Etme as a torttes it When I was very, very small, I loved the light upon my wall. Which from the street lamp far below Shone softly, with a yellow glow. And when I lay tucked up in bed I watch ...
Night Wind: Egypt
... ifltgfit Sffithrtr: 3Egi>pt We woke and watched the stars all jewel-bright. Sudden I heard, as I lay lover-warm In the encircling hollow of your arm, The old sad wind of Egypt in the night The desert ...
HOME THOUGHTS
... f n^pteuonfp WMmNDEirmAY w^mKKSkk. mmmm -i.: wltwlii. a- i if IMP WW if1' 1 i1 5 1> ^XftKi Long streets where tumult reigns all day; Harsh streets where voices never cease; Drab streets where shilpit ...