Poems, an offering to Lancashire [ed. by I. Craig-Knox]. |
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... once broken , still to keep them so ; Then the fresh page in Life's great book unrolled , With eyes made clear to read it , shall repay With tenfold good the sorrow of to - day . B EMILY TAYLOR . A ROYAL PRINCESS . I , a princess , king ...
... once broken , still to keep them so ; Then the fresh page in Life's great book unrolled , With eyes made clear to read it , shall repay With tenfold good the sorrow of to - day . B EMILY TAYLOR . A ROYAL PRINCESS . I , a princess , king ...
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... Once it came into my heart and whelmed me like a flood , That these too are men and women , human flesh and blood ; Men with hearts and men with souls tho ' trodden down like mud . All that day I sat alone , would not eat nor drink ...
... Once it came into my heart and whelmed me like a flood , That these too are men and women , human flesh and blood ; Men with hearts and men with souls tho ' trodden down like mud . All that day I sat alone , would not eat nor drink ...
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... Once to stand up face to face with heart - pulse loud and hot- It may be in this latter day I stand thus in my lot— And cry : " I love you , love you , " to those who know me not ; Once to speak before the world , rend bare my heart and ...
... Once to stand up face to face with heart - pulse loud and hot- It may be in this latter day I stand thus in my lot— And cry : " I love you , love you , " to those who know me not ; Once to speak before the world , rend bare my heart and ...
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... once esteemed Where pilgrims daily went . A century since the pedlar still Somewhat of this might know , Might see the weekly markets fill And the people ebb and flow Beneath St. Mary's on the hill A hundred years ago . Since then a ...
... once esteemed Where pilgrims daily went . A century since the pedlar still Somewhat of this might know , Might see the weekly markets fill And the people ebb and flow Beneath St. Mary's on the hill A hundred years ago . Since then a ...
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... once more in his ears ! To the proud man's eyes before he dies Should come again thick tears . She twin'd herself a chaplet Of the white may and the red ; She twin'd herself her chaplet , Then tore it from her head . She gather'd her ...
... once more in his ears ! To the proud man's eyes before he dies Should come again thick tears . She twin'd herself a chaplet Of the white may and the red ; She twin'd herself her chaplet , Then tore it from her head . She gather'd her ...
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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...