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From lands where old abuses sit entrenched
And stern restriction thwarts aspiring merit,
And by gaunt men a meagre dole is wrenched
From the unkind conditions they inherit;...

The gods are there, they hide their lordly faces
From you that will not kneel -
Worship, and they reveal,
Call - and 'tis they!
They have not changed, nor moved from their high places,...

'Late Midshipman John Travers (Chester), aged 16 years. He was mortally wounded early in the action, yet he remained alone in a most exposed post awaiting orders, with his gun's crew dead all round him.'

...

Time flies on restless pinions constant never.
Be constant and thou chainest time forever.

You may call him an imp,
Or a gnome or a sprite;
And whate'er you call him
You are sure to be right.

He is here, he is there,
He will never stay long;
If you think he is caught,...

Perch' Febo non torce.


What time bright Phoebus doth not stretch and bend
His shining arms around this terrene sphere,
The people call that season dark and drear...

There was an ant, a spinster ant,
Whose virtues were so many
That she became intolerant
Of those who hadn't any:
She had a small and frugal mind
And lived a life ascetic,...

(At A Cathedral Service)



That from this bright believing band
An outcast I should be,
That faiths by which my comrades stand
Seem fantasies to me,
And mirage-mists their Shining Land,...

Naked she lay, clasped in my longing arms,
I filled with love, and she all over charms;
Both equally inspired with eager fire,
Melting through kindness, flaming in desire....

A Boston man an ulster had,
An ulster with a cape that fluttered:
It smacked his face, and made him mad,
And polyglot remarks he uttered:
"I bought it at a bargain," said he,...

The Blue Sky arches o'er mountain and valley,
The scene is as fair as a scene can be,
But I'm breaking my heart for a London alley,
And fogs that shall never come back to me....

A DEMON, blacker in his skin than heart,
So great a charm was prompted to impart;
To one in love, that he the lady gained,
And full possession in the end obtained:
The bargain was, the lover should enjoy...

Did you send your song to the gates of gold
In the days of long ago?
A song of sweetness and gladness untold,
Till fain was my lady to have and to hold -
Ah! my lady did not know.
...

Scene - A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining.

Katharine. What are the words?
...

Fear with his iron staff may urge the slave onward forever;
Rapture, do thou lead me on ever in roseate chains!

Scene: Federal Political Arena

A darkened cave. In the middle, a cauldron, boiling.
Enter the three witches.

1ST WITCH: Thrice hath the Federal Jackass brayed.
...

I say, "She was as good as fair,"
When standing by her mound;
"Such passing sweetness," I declare,
"No longer treads the ground."
I say, "What living Love can catch
Her bloom and bonhomie,...

A hive of bees, as I've heard say,
Said to their Queen one sultry day,
"Please your Majesty's high position,
The hive is full and the weather is warm,
We rather think, with a due submission,...

When wooded hill, and grassy plain,
With nature's beauties, gaily dress'd,
Lay calm beneath the red man's reign,
And smiling, in unconscious rest,

Then roam'd the forest's dusky son,...

'Twas midnight dark,
The seaman's bark,
Swift o'er the waters bore him,
When, thro' the night,
He spied a light
Shoot o'er the wave before him.
"A sail! a sail!" he cries;...