Favorite PoemsJ.R. Osgood, 1877 - 96 pages |
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... graves ; Of horrid stabs , in groves forlorn , And murders done in caves ; - And how the sprites of injured men Shriek upward from the sod , - Ay , how the ghostly hand will point To show the burial clod ; And unknown facts of guilty ...
... graves ; Of horrid stabs , in groves forlorn , And murders done in caves ; - And how the sprites of injured men Shriek upward from the sod , - Ay , how the ghostly hand will point To show the burial clod ; And unknown facts of guilty ...
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... grave ! " Heavily I rose up , as soon As light was in the sky , And sought the black accursed pool With a wild misgiving eye ; And I saw the dead in the river - bed , For the faithless stream was dry . " Merrily rose the lark , and ...
... grave ! " Heavily I rose up , as soon As light was in the sky , And sought the black accursed pool With a wild misgiving eye ; And I saw the dead in the river - bed , For the faithless stream was dry . " Merrily rose the lark , and ...
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... graves , perchance , untimely scooped At midnight dark and dank , And what is underneath the sod Whereon the grass is rank , – Of old intrigues , And privy leagues , Tradition leaves in blank . - Of traitor lips that muttered plots ...
... graves , perchance , untimely scooped At midnight dark and dank , And what is underneath the sod Whereon the grass is rank , – Of old intrigues , And privy leagues , Tradition leaves in blank . - Of traitor lips that muttered plots ...
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... grave , The man who spreads the pall , - And he who tolls the funeral bell , – The elm shall have them all ! " The tall abounding elm that grows In hedge - rows up and down ; In field and forest , copse and park , And in the peopled ...
... grave , The man who spreads the pall , - And he who tolls the funeral bell , – The elm shall have them all ! " The tall abounding elm that grows In hedge - rows up and down ; In field and forest , copse and park , And in the peopled ...
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avenue Where lofty Band banner Beneath breath brood brow busy bees cloud of fear cold dappled dark dead death door dream dreary drooping birch earth echo EUGENE ARAM eyes fair fell fingers weary flitted ghostly grim groan gusset heaps of leaves heart heaven hid the murdered hollow hook to reap horrid hung a cloud hung the shadow Illustrated labor light lofty elms abound lonesome wood moan moth mould mystery the spirit mystic never night nook O'er OSGOOD pickaxe place is haunted plain as whisper quake ragged remember The house rugged bark rugged trunk sad and solemn scythe to mow Seam seemed sense of mystery shady avenue shape Shirt sigh silent solemn sound sometimes murmured overhead sometimes underground Song soul spirit daunted sprite stir stitch stroke sudden fear sunbeam sylvan tears thistle thrush VEST-POCKET SERIES voice walk wall weary and worn Work-work wretched
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Page 62 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Page 78 - Our very hopes belied our fears — Our fears our hopes belied ; We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. For when the morn came, dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed ; she had Another morn than ours!
Page 67 - Oh! but to breathe the breath Of the cowslip and primrose sweet. With the sky above my head. And the grass beneath my feet ; For only one short hour To feel as I used to feel, Before I knew the woes of want And the walk that costs a meal!
Page 60 - Fashion'd so slenderly, Young, and so fair! Ere her limbs frigidly Stiffen too rigidly, Decently, — kindly, — Smooth, and compose them; And her eyes, close them, Staring so blindly! Dreadfully staring Through muddy impurity, As when with the daring Last look of despairing Fixed on futurity.
Page 59 - Where the lamps quiver So far in the river, With many a light From window and casement, From garret to basement, She stood, with amazement, Houseless by night. The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river: Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurl'd Anywhere, anywhere, Out of the world!
Page 79 - Ines had always, for me, an inexpressible charm : O saw ye not fair Ines ? She's gone into the West, To dazzle when the sun is down. And rob the world of rest...
Page 66 - Work — work — work! My labor never flags; And what are its wages? A bed of straw, A crust of bread — and rags, That shattered roof — and this naked floor • A table — a broken chair — And a wall so blank my shadow I thank For sometimes falling there!
Page 57 - Whilst the wave constantly Drips from her clothing; Take her up instantly, Loving, not loathing. Touch her not scornfully; Think of her mournfully, Gently and humanly; Not of the stains of her, All that remains of her Now is pure womanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny Rash and undutiful: Past all dishonour Death has left on her Only the beautiful.
Page 13 - TWAS in the prime of summer time, An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school : There were some that ran and some that leapt, Like troutlets in a pool.
Page 14 - God, could I so close my mind, And clasp it with a clasp ! " Then leaping on his feet upright, Some moody turns he took; Now up the mead, then down the...