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The Captain's Wife

© Sydney Thompson Dobell

I do not say the day is long and weary,
For while thou art content to be away,
Living in thee, oh Love, I live thy day,
And reck not if mine own be sad and dreary.

Concepcion De Arguello

© Francis Bret Harte

Looking seaward, o'er the sand-hills stands the fortress, old and
quaint,
By the San Francisco friars lifted to their patron saint,--

The Pre-Adamite World

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Who shall declare the glory of the World,
The natural World before Man's form was seen?
Fair stainless planet through the heavens hurled,
And clothed in garments of immortal green!

An Ode To A Lady. She Refusing To Continue A Dispute With Me, And Leaving Me In The Argument

© Matthew Prior

Spare, generous victor, spare the slave,
Who did unequal war pursue;
That more than triumph he might have,
In being overcome by you.

Langemarck At Ypres

© William Wilfred Campbell

This is the ballad of Langemarck,
A story of glory and might;
Of the vast Hun horde, and Canadas part
In the great grim fight.

The Wife Of Manoah To Her Husband

© John Greenleaf Whittier

Against the sunset's glowing wall
The city towers rise black and tall,
Where Zorah, on its rocky height,
Stands like an armed man in the light.

The Monitions of the Unseen

© Jean Ingelow

Now, in an ancient town, that had sunk low,-
Trade having drifted from it, while there stayed
Too many, that it erst had fed, behind,-
There walked a curate once, at early day.

Lucretius

© Alfred Tennyson

Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, found
Her master cold; for when the morning flush
Of passion and the first embrace had died
Between them, tho' he loved her none the less,

The Duke Of Chow Tells Of His Soldiers

© Confucius

To the hills of the East we went,
And long had we there to remain.
When the word of recall was sent,
Thick and fast came the drizzling rain.

The Singer In The Prison

© Walt Whitman

O sight of pity, gloom, and dole!
O pardon me, a hapless Soul!

The Heroic Enthusiasts - Part The First =Fifth Dialogue.=

© Giordano Bruno

CIC. Now show me how I may be able for myself to consider the conditions
of these enthusiasts, through that which appears in the order of the
warfare here described.

To ----

© Alexander Smith

THE BROKEN moon lay in the autumn sky,

And I lay at thy feet;

No living atom comes at last to naught!
Active in each is still the eternal Thought:
Hold fast to Being if thou wouldst be blest.
Being is without end; for changeless laws
Bind that from which the All its glory draws
Of living treasures endlessly possessed.

The Seaside And The Fireside : Dedication

As one who, walking in the twilight gloom,
Hears round about him voices as it darkens,
And seeing not the forms from which they come,
Pauses from time to time, and turns and hearkens;