The Season of Youth - by
(Ecclesiastes, ix. 7, 9 ; xi 9.)
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/ Rejoice, mortal man, in the noon of thy prime!
/ Ere thy brow shall…
19th century poems
Mortality - by
O why should the spirit of mortal be proud!
/ Like a fast flitting meteor, a fast flying cloud,
/ A flash of the…
from Wanted A Husband - by
Wanted a husband who doesn’t suppose,
/ That all earthly employments one feminine knows, –
/ That she’ll scrub, do the cleaning,…
The Fairies - by
Up the airy mountain,
/ Down the rushy glen,
/ We daren’t go a-hunting
/ For fear of little men;
/ Wee…
Windy Nights - by
Whenever the moon and stars are set,
/ Whenever the wind is high,
/ All night long in the dark…
Invictus - by
Out of the night that covers me,
/ Black as the pit from pole to pole,
/ I thank whatever gods may be
/ For my…
My Shadow - by
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
/ And what can be the use of him is…
Where Go the Boats? - by
Dark brown is the river,
/ Golden is the sand.
/ It flows along for ever,
/ With…
The Land of Story-Books - by
At evening when the lamp is lit,
/ Around the fire my parents sit;
/ They sit at home and talk and sing,
/ And do…
The Lamplighter - by
My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky;
/ It’s time to take the window to see Leerie…
I wandered lonely as a Cloud… - by
I wandered lonely as a Cloud
/ That floats on high o’er Vales and Hills,
/ When all at once I saw a crowd
/ A…
Requiem - by
Under the wide and starry sky,
/ Dig the grave and let me die.
/ Glad did I live and gladly die,
/ …