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As Jean de Breboeuf told his rosary
At sundown in his cell, there came a call!--
Clear as a bell rung on a ship at sea,
Breaking the beauty of tranquillity--
Down from the heart of Heaven it seemed to fall:

Winter

© Czeslaw Milosz

The pungent smells of a California winter,
Grayness and rosiness, an almost transparent full moon.
I add logs to the fire, I drink and I ponder.

Within and Without: Part I: A Dramatic Poem

© George MacDonald

Robert.
Head in your hands as usual! You will fret
Your life out, sitting moping in the dark.
Come, it is supper-time.

Who would true Valour see

© John Bunyan

Who would true Valour see

Let him come hither;

Twelfth Sunday After Trinity

© John Keble

The Son of God in doing good

Was fain to look to Heaven and sigh:

The Human Tragedy ACT IV

© Alfred Austin

Personages:
Gilbert-
Miriam-
Olympia-
Godfrid.

The Death Of Admiral Blake

© Sir Henry Newbolt

Laden with spoil of the South, fulfilled with the glory of achievement,
And freshly crowned with never-dying fame,
Sweeping by shores where the names are the names of the victories of England,
Across the Bay the squadron homeward came.

Father William

© Lewis Carroll

"You are old, father William," the young man said,
"And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head -
Do you think, at your age, it is right?"

Tirocinium; or, a Review of Schools

© William Cowper

It is not from his form, in which we trace

Strength join'd with beauty, dignity with grace,

Little Garden of Roses (excerpt) Fairies

© Thomas Warton

Little was King Laurin, but from many a precious gem
His wondrous strength and power, and his bold courage came;
Tall at times his stature grew, with spells of gramarye,
Then to the noblest princes follow might he be.

Coronation Ode

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

O Thou enfolded in grief,
Man, with thy mantle of scorn!
Arise and warn!
Unloved prophet of ill

Amusing Trial, in Which a Yankee Lawyer Rendered a Just Verdict.

© Anonymous

And seek his fortune, he could find
Another master half so kind,
And who would give so large a share
Of the small pittance he could spare,
And every privilege could grant,
Which he could need or ever want;

Rosamund

© Jean Ingelow

I dwell where England narrows running north;
And while our hay was cut came rumours up
Humming and swarming round our heads like bees:

Maiden May

Maiden May sat in her bower,
In her blush rose bower in flower,
Sweet of scent;
Sat and dreamed away an hour,
Half content, half uncontent.

Stand Up and Bless the Lord

Stand up and bless the Lord
Ye people of His choice;
Stand up and bless the Lord your God
With heart and soul and voice.

Hudibras: Part 1 - Canto III

Quoth RALPHO, Truly that is no
Hard matter for a man to do,
That has but any guts in 's brains,
And cou'd believe it worth his pains;
But since you dare and urge me to it,
You'll find I've light enough to do it.