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The Martial Courage Of A Day Is Vain

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THE martial courage of a day is vain, An empty noise of death the battle’s roar, If vital hope be wanting to restore, Or fortitude be wanting to sustain, Armies…

The Longest Day

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Let us quit the leafy arbor, And the torrent murmuring by; For the sun is in his harbor, Weary of the open sky. Evening now unbinds the fetters Fashioned by…

The Last Of The Flock

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I IN distant countries have I been, And yet I have not often seen A healthy man, a man full grown, Weep in the public roads, alone. But such a…

The Kitten And Falling Leaves

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That way look, my Infant, lo! What a pretty baby-show! See the kitten on the wall, Sporting with the leaves that fall, Withered leaves–one–two–and three– From the lofty elder-tree! Through…

The King Of Sweden

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THE Voice of song from distant lands shall call To that great King; shall hail the crowned Youth Who, taking counsel of unbending Truth, By one example hath set forth…

The Idle Shepherd Boys

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The valley rings with mirth and joy; Among the hills the echoes play A never never ending song, To welcome in the May. The magpie chatters with delight; The mountain…

The Horn Of Egremont Castle

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ERE the Brothers through the gateway Issued forth with old and young, To the Horn Sir Eustace pointed Which for ages there had hung. Horn it was which none could…

The Highland Broach

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If to Tradition faith be due, And echoes from old verse speak true, Ere the meek Saint, Columba, bore Glad tidings to Iona’s shore, No common light of nature blessed…

The Happy Warrior

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‘Tis, finally, the man, who, lifted high, Conspicuous object in a nation’s eye, Or left unthought of in obscurity, Who, with a toward or untoward lot, Prosperous or adverse, to…

The Green Linnet

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BENEATH these fruit-tree boughs that shed Their snow-white blossoms on my head, With brightest sunshine round me spread Of spring’s unclouded weather, In this sequestered nook how sweet To sit…