AMID the smoke of cities did you pass The time of early youth; and there you learned, From years of quiet industry, to love The living Beings by your own…
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SIX YEARS OLD O THOU! whose fancies from afar are brought; Who of thy words dost make a mock apparel, And fittest to unutterable thought The breeze-like motion and the…
“‘A little onward lend thy guiding hand To these dark steps, a little further on!'” –What trick of memory to ‘my’ voice hath brought This mournful iteration? For though Time,…
HIGH is our calling, Friend!–Creative Art (Whether the instrument of words she use, Or pencil pregnant with ethereal hues,) Demands the service of a mind and heart, Though sensitive, yet,…
DEAR Child of Nature, let them rail! –There is a nest in a green dale, A harbour and a hold; Where thou, a Wife and Friend, shalt see Thy own…
Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound? Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy…
Up with me! up with me into the clouds! For thy song, Lark, is strong; Up with me, up with me into the clouds! Singing, singing, With clouds and sky…
LET thy wheel-barrow alone– Wherefore, Sexton, piling still In thy bone-house bone on bone? ‘Tis already like a hill In a field of battle made, Where three thousand skulls are…
. Sweet Highland Girl, a very shower Of beauty is thy earthly dower! Twice seven consenting years have shed Their utmost bounty on thy head: And these grey rocks; that…
Why art thou silent! Is thy love a plant Of such weak fibre that the treacherous air Of absence withers what was once so fair? Is there no debt to…