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Hope
© William Cowper
Ask what is human life -- the sage replies,
With disappointment lowering in his eyes,
To Mr. Tilman After He Had Taken Orders
© John Donne
THOU, whose diviner soul hath caused thee now
To put thy hand unto the holy plough,
Battle Of Hastings - II
© Thomas Chatterton
OH Truth! immortal daughter of the skies,
Too lyttle known to wryters of these daies,
Breath of Hampstead Heath
© Edith Matilda Thomas
THE WIND of Hampstead Heath still burns my cheek
As, home returned, I muse, and see arise
On A Certain Poets Judgement Between Mr Pope & Mr Philips Don In An Italian Air
© Thomas Parnell
Upon a time, and in a place,
With Pan Apollo playd,
Spirit Voices
© Denis Florence MacCarthy
There are voices, spirit voices,
Sweetly sounding everywhere,
The Little Left Hand - Act II
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Lady Marian. Send
For others then. I see a girl at the street's end
Selling some mignonette. What do you say?
(Putting on a bow.) This bow,
Is it too bright for the rest?
David And Goliath. A Sacred Drama
© Hannah More
Great Lord of all things! Power divine!
Breathe on this erring heart of mine
Thy grace serene and pure:
Defend my frail, my erring youth,
And teach me this important truth--
The humble are secure!
The Revolt Of Islam: Canto I-XII
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
There is no danger to a man, that knows
What life and death is: there's not any law
Exceeds his knowledge; neither is it lawful
That he should stoop to any other law.
-Chapman.
Book Twelfth [Imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored ]
© William Wordsworth
What wonder, then, if, to a mind so far
Perverted, even the visible Universe
Fell under the dominion of a taste
Less spiritual, with microscopic view
Was scanned, as I had scanned the moral world?
Influence of Natural Objects
© William Wordsworth
In Calling Forth and Strengthening the Imagination
in Boyhood and Early Youth
Shearers Dream
© Henry Lawson
O I dreamt I shore in a shearing shed and it was a dream of joy
For every one of the rouseabouts was a girl dressed up as a boy
Dressed up like a page in a pantomime the prettiest ever seen
They had flaxen hair they had coal black hair and every shade between
An Incident In A Railroad Car
© James Russell Lowell
He spoke of Burns: men rude and rough
Pressed round to hear the praise of one
Whose heart was made of manly, simple stuff,
As homespun as their own.
"When my lover put the sea between us"
© Lesbia Harford
When my lover put the sea between us
And went wandering in Italy
My poor silly heart miscalled his journey
"Leaving me".
A Banjo Song
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
OH, dere's lots o' keer an' trouble
In dis world to swaller down;
Song (Untitled #13)
© George Meredith
Under boughs of breathing May,
In the mild spring-time I lay,
Lonely, for I had no love;
And the sweet birds all sang for pity,
Cuckoo, lark, and dove.
Epilogue
© William Ernest Henley
These, to you now, O, more than ever now -
Now that the Ancient Enemy
John Underhill
© John Greenleaf Whittier
A score of years had come and gone
Since the Pilgrims landed on Plymouth stone,
When Captain Underhill, bearing scars
From Indian ambush and Flemish wars,
Left three-hilled Boston and wandered down,
East by north, to Cocheco town.
To Maecenas
© Eugene Field
Than you, O valued friend of mine,
A better patron _non est_!
Come, quaff my home-made Sabine wine,--
You'll find it poor but honest.
