Deep Lines

"The night is come, but not too soon; And sinking silently, All silently, the little moon Drops down behind the sky. There is no light in earth or hea"

"The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep, And round the pebbly beaches far and wide I heard the first wave of the rising tide Rush onward with uninter"

"This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more we view, And hail with voice expr"

"LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her falls, And bid fair science"

"Happy the man to whom his God No more imputes his sin, But, washed in the Redeemer's blood, Hath made his garments clean. Happy beyond expression he"

"The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, In every star thy wisdom shines; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. The rollin"

"Now plead my cause, Almighty God, With all the sons of strife; And fight against the men of blood, Who fight against my life. Draw out thy spear and"

"God is the refuge of his saints, When storms of sharp distress invade; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold him present with his aid! Let mountain"

"Death is a road our dearest friends have gone; Why with such leaders, fear to say, "Lead on?" Its gate repels, lest it too soon be tried, But turns in"

"Open the window, and let the air Freshly blow upon face and hair, And fill the room, as it fills the night, With the breath of the rain's sweet might."

"See! Winter comes, to rule the varied Year, Sullen, and sad; with all his rising Train, Vapours, and Clouds, and Storms: Be these my Theme, These, tha"

"Shall the great soul of Newton quit this earth, To mingle with his stars; and every muse, Astonish'd into silence, shun the weight Of honours due to h"

"New Castle, July 4, 1878 or a hundred years the pulse of time Has throbbed for Liberty; For a hundred years the grand old clime Columbia has been fre"

"A languid atmosphere, a lazy breeze, With labored respiration, moves the wheat From distant reaches, till the golden seas Break in crisp whispers at m"

"Our hired girl, she's 'Lizabuth Ann; An' she can cook best things to eat! She ist puts dough in our pie-pan, An' pours in somepin' 'at's good an' swee"

"The day returns again, my natal day; What mix'd emotions with the Thought arise! Beloved friend, four years have pass'd away Since thou wert snatch'd"

"'I've a pain in my head' Said the suffering Beckford; To her Doctor so dread. 'Oh! what shall I take for't?' Said this Doctor so dread Whose name it"

"Happy the lab'rer in his Sunday clothes! In light-drab coat, smart waistcoat, well-darn'd hose, Andhat upon his head, to church he goes; As oft, with"

""Ah! don't you remember, 'tis almost December, And soon will the holidays come; Oh, 'twill be so funny, I've plenty of money, I'll buy me a sword and"

"Two good little children, named Mary and Ann, Both happily live, as good girls always can; And though they are not either sullen or mute, They seldom"

"Mary, leave thy lowly cot When thy thickest jobs are done; When thy friends will miss thee not, Mary, to the pastures run. Where we met the other ni"

"The sinking sun is taking leave, And sweetly gilds the edge of Eve, While huddling clouds of purple dye Gloomy hang the western sky. Crows crowd croak"

"And what is Life?--An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun, A busy, bustling, still repeated dream; Its length?--A minute's"

"Gay was the Maid of Ocram As lady eer might be Ere she did venture past a maid To love Lord Gregory. Fair was the Maid of Ocram And shining like the s"

"Father, part of his double interest Unto thy kingdom, thy Son gives to me, His jointure in the knotty Trinity He keeps, and gives to me his death's co"

"No spring nor summer Beauty hath such grace As I have seen in one autumnall face. Young beauties force our love, and that's a rape, This doth but coun"

"Farewell, too little and too lately known, Whom I began to think and call my own; For sure our souls were near allied, and thine Cast in the same poet"

"Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. (Oliver Cromwell)"

"Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and as on high, Those rolling fires discov"

"FOR the fairest maid in Hampton They needed not to search, Who saw young Anna favor Come walking into church,-- Or bringing from the meadows, At set"

"To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness be stronger in the dark, so Good Spirits"

""Tie stille, barn min! Imorgen kommer Fin, Fa'er din, Og gi'er dich Esbern Snares öine og hjerte at lege med!" Zealand Rhyme. "BUILD at Kallundborg"

"Happy is England! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own; To feel no other breezes than are blown Through its tall woods with high ro"

"When by my solitary hearth I sit, And hateful thoughts enwrap my soul in gloom; When no fair dreams before my "mind's eye" flit, And the b"

"Small, busy flames play through the fresh-laid coals, And their faint cracklings o'er our silence creep Like whispers of the household gods that keep"

"A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its lovliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sle"

"Standing aloof in giant ignorance, Of thee I hear and of the Cyclades, As one who sits ashore and longs perchance To visit dolphin-coral in de"

"Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill I soar, Above the flight o"

"How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stoln on his wing my three and twentieth year! My hasting days fly on wtih full career, But my late spr"

"All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, with rosy hand Unbarred"

"Of that sort of Dramatic Poem which is call'd Tragedy. TRAGEDY, as it was antiently compos'd, hath been ever held the gravest, moralest, and most pr"

"METHOUGHT I saw my late espoused Saint Brought to me like Alcestis from the grave, Whom Joves great Son to her glad Husband gave, Rescu'd fro"

"Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, brute and human, prowl for prey"

"The Sun, who never stops to dine, Two hours had pass'd the mid-way line, And driving at his usual rate, Lash'd on his downward car of state. And now e"

"In elder days, in Saturn's prime, Ere baldness seized the head of Time, While truant Jove, in infant pride, Play'd barefoot on Olympus' side, Each thi"

"Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan of Tory friends. When sudd"

"All my past life is mine no more, The flying hours are gone, Like transitory dreams giv'n o'er, Whose images are kept in store By memory alone. The t"

"To this moment a rebel I throw down my arms, Great Love, at first sight of Olinda's bright charms. Make proud and secure by such forces as these, You"

"At five this morn, when Phoebus raised his head From Thetis' lap, I raised myself from bed, And mounting steed, I trotted to the waters The rendesvous"

"As Rochefoucauld his maxims drew From nature, I believe 'em true: They argue no corrupted mind In him; the fault is in mankind. This maxim more than"

"Ye poets ragged and forlorn, Down from your garrets haste; Ye rhymers, dead as soon as born, Not yet consign'd to paste; I know a trick to make you th"

"The air is like a butterfly With frail blue wings. The happy earth looks at the sky And sings."

"I Serene and beautiful and very wise, Most erudite in curious Grecian lore, You lay and read your learned books, and bore A weight of unshed tears and"

"(From the French of Emile Verhaeren) He who walks through the meadows of Champagne At noon in Fall, when leaves like gold appear, Sees it draw near L"

"I never made a poem, dear friend-- I never sat me down, and said, This cunning brain and patient hand Shall fashion something to be read. Men often ca"

"The shell of objects inwardly consumed Will stand, till some convulsive wind awakes; Such sense hath Fire to waste the heart of things, Nature, such l"

"Salvation comes by Christ alone, The only Son of God; Redemption now to every one, That love his holy Word. Dear Jesus, we would fly to Thee, And lea"

"Content, the false World's best disguise, The search and faction of the Wise, Is so abstruse and hid in night, That, like that Fairy Red-cross Knight,"

"I CANNOT hold, for though to write were rude, Yet to be silent were Ingratitude, And Folly too; for if Posterity Should never hear of such a one as th"

"We will not like those men our offerings pay Who crown the cup, then think they crown the day. We make no garlands, nor an altar build, Which help not"