The Message
YE little birds that sit and sing Amidst the shady valleys, And see how Phyllis sweetly walks Within her garden-alleys; Go pretty birds, about her bower; Sing pretty birds, she may...
Read MoreYE little birds that sit and sing Amidst the shady valleys, And see how Phyllis sweetly walks Within her garden-alleys; Go pretty birds, about her bower; Sing pretty birds, she may...
Read MorePassing stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you, You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to...
O SWEET everlasting Voices be still; Go to the guards of the heavenly fold And bid them wander obeying your will Flame under flame, till Time be no more; Have...
THE PLAY is done; the curtain drops, Slow falling to the prompter’s bell: A moment yet the actor stops, And looks around, to say farewell. It is an irksome word...
Read MoreSTREW on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew. In quiet she reposes: Ah! would that I did too. Her mirth the world required: She bathed it in smiles...
Read MoreYOU promise heavens free from strife, Pure truth, and perfect change of will; But sweet, sweet is this human life, So sweet, I fain would breathe it still: Your chilly...
IN the highlands, in the country places, Where the old plain men have rosy faces, And the young fair maidens Quiet eyes; Where essential silence chills and blesses, And for ever...
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