Poems, an offering to Lancashire [ed. by I. Craig-Knox]. |
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... bring him round to the door , I say , As the shadows begin to flit ; Just as the darkness dreams into day , And the owls begin to sit . And all the armour I will wear Is a sword , like the first blue gray , That to right and left doth ...
... bring him round to the door , I say , As the shadows begin to flit ; Just as the darkness dreams into day , And the owls begin to sit . And all the armour I will wear Is a sword , like the first blue gray , That to right and left doth ...
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... of truth , Of law and of social wrong ; And my words are moulded by right and ruth , Into a solemn song ; And the upturned faces of age and youth Gather the cadence long . They bring me causes from all the land , That THE THREE HORSES . 19.
... of truth , Of law and of social wrong ; And my words are moulded by right and ruth , Into a solemn song ; And the upturned faces of age and youth Gather the cadence long . They bring me causes from all the land , That THE THREE HORSES . 19.
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... Bring round my snow - white mare . Take heed , my men , that from crest to heel She has neither spot nor speck . No shining bit her mouth shall feel , No tightening rein her neck ; No saddle - girth 20 THE THREE HORSES .
... Bring round my snow - white mare . Take heed , my men , that from crest to heel She has neither spot nor speck . No shining bit her mouth shall feel , No tightening rein her neck ; No saddle - girth 20 THE THREE HORSES .
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... Bring me a robe of white ; For all the way we shall be seen By the shining of the light- A glimmering glory in forests green , A star on the mountain - height . Like a horse of heaven , with a joyous bound , Forth to the wind she leaps ...
... Bring me a robe of white ; For all the way we shall be seen By the shining of the light- A glimmering glory in forests green , A star on the mountain - height . Like a horse of heaven , with a joyous bound , Forth to the wind she leaps ...
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... bring us when our years are full , To walk in Paradise with angels tall . Even to this aspires my pictured story , To show the depth beneath , the middle way , the Glory . .II . VERSES BENEATH THE PICTURE EMBLEMATICAL OF THE CITY W BELL ...
... bring us when our years are full , To walk in Paradise with angels tall . Even to this aspires my pictured story , To show the depth beneath , the middle way , the Glory . .II . VERSES BENEATH THE PICTURE EMBLEMATICAL OF THE CITY W BELL ...
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Page 17 - I HAVE been here before, But when or how I cannot tell : I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore. You have been mine before, — How long ago I may not know : But just when at that swallow's soar Your neck turned so, Some veil did fall, — I knew it all of yore.
Page 54 - She now compounds for winning ways By morals of the sternest, Methinks the lays of nowadays Are painfully in earnest. When Wisdom halts, I humbly try To make the most of Folly: If Pallas be unwilling, I Prefer to flirt with Polly; To quit the goddess for the maid Seems low in lofty musers; But Pallas is a lofty jade — And beggars can't be choosers. I do not wish to see the slaves Of party, stirring passion, Or psalms quite superseding staves, Or piety "the fashion.
Page 1 - You who sat to see us starve," one shrieking woman said: "Sit on your throne and roast with your crown upon your head." Nay, this thing will I do, while my mother tarrieth, I will take my fine spun gold, but not to sew therewith, I will take my gold and gems, and rainbow fan and wreath; With a ransom in my lap, a king's ransom in my hand, I will go down to this people, will stand face to face, will stand Where they curse king, queen, and princess of this cursed land. They shall take all to buy them...