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The Two Painters: A Tale
© Washington Allston
At which, with fix'd and fishy
The Strangers both express'd amaze.
Good Sir, said they, 'tis strange you dare
Such meanness of yourself declare.
Nature's Hymn to the Deity
© John Clare
All nature owns with one accord
The great and universal Lord:
The Sleep of Sigismund
© Jean Ingelow
The doom'd king pacing all night through the windy fallow.
'Let me alone, mine enemy, let me alone,'
Never a Christian bell that dire thick gloom to hallow,
Or guide him, shelterless, succourless, thrust from his own.
None Other Lamb
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
None other Lamb, none other Name,
None other hope in Heavn or earth or sea,
None other hiding place from guilt and shame,
None beside Thee!
Aspiration (excerpt)
© Thomas Traherne
For being freed from all defect
They feel no fleshly war,
Or rather both the flesh and mind
At length united are,
For joying in so rich a peace
They can admit no jar.
The Star-Spangled Banner
© Francis Scott Key
O! say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming,
Cottage-Songs
© George MacDonald
Close her eyes: she must not peep!
Let her little puds go slack;
Slide away far into sleep:
Sis will watch till she comes back!
Wasps In A Garden
© Charles Lamb
The wall-trees are laden with fruit;
The grape, and the plum, and the pear,
The peach and the nectarine, to suit
Every taste, in abundance are there.
The Nancy's Pride
© Bliss William Carman
ON the long slow heave of a lazy sea,
To the flap of an idle sail,
The Nancy's Pride went out on the tide;
And the skipper stood by the rail.
We Were Pharaoh's Bondmen
© John Newton
Beneath the tyrant Satan's yoke
Our souls were long oppressed;
Till grace our galling fetters broke,
And gave the weary rest.
The Progress Of Marriage
© Jonathan Swift
So have I seen within a pen,
Young ducklings fostered by a hen;
But when let out, they run and muddle,
As instinct leads them, in a puddle;
The sober hen, not born to swim,
With mournful note clucks round the brim.
The Orphan
© Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Alone, alone! - no other face
Wears kindred smile, kindred line;
The Curlew Song
© Henry Kendall
The viewless blast flies moaning past,
Away to the forest trees,
Where giant pines and leafless vines
Resigned
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
My babe was moaning in its sleep,
I leaned and kissed it where it lay,
My pain was such I could not weep,
Oh, would God take my child away?
He had so many round his throne-
If He took mine-I stood alone!
The Fallen Elm
© Alfred Austin
The popinjay screamed from tree to tree,
Then was lost in the burnished leaves;
The sky was as blue as a southern sea,
And the swallow came back to the eaves.
Monday Before Easter
© John Keble
"Father to me thou art and mother dear,
And brother too, kind husband of my heart -
So speaks Andromache in boding fear,
Ere from her last embrace her hero part -
So evermore, by Faith's undying glow,
We own the Crucified in weal or woe.
Sonnet I.
© Christopher Pearse Cranch
THE Summer goes, with all its birds and flowers;
The Autumn passes with its solemn sky;
The Winter comes again yet you and I
Know not the old companionship once ours.
