Away from the city, away from the crowd, Two comrades in sorrow traversed hill and dale; The gloom of their hearts did their faces enshroud, And clouds of distress only seemed to prevail. ...
Could I pour out the nectar the gods only can, I would fill up my glass to the brim And drink the success of the Traveling Man, And the house represented by him;...
The roving breezes come and go, the reed beds sweep pand sway, The sleepy river murmurs low, and loiters on its way, It is the land of lots o' time along the Castlereagh. ...
Bristling with steeples, high against the hill, Like some great thistle in the rosy dawn It stood; the Town-of-Christian-Churches, stood. The Traveller surveyed it with a smile....
Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheldt, or wandering Po; Or onward, where the rude Carinthian boor Against the houseless stranger shuts the door;...
The stars are rolling in the sky, The earth rolls on below, And we can feel the rattling wheel Revolving as we go. Then tread away, my gallant boys, And make the axle fly;...
When colour goes home into the eyes, And lights that shine are shut again With dancing girls and sweet birds' cries Behind the gateways of the brain; And that no-place which gave them birth, shall close...
A man whose credit fail'd, and what was worse, Who lodged the devil in his purse, - That is to say, lodged nothing there, - By self-suspension in the air Concluded his accounts to square,...
I asked Aunt Persis yester-eve, as twilight fell, If she had things of value hidden safe away - Treasures that were her very own? And did she love To bring them forth, and feast her eyes upon their worth,...
O the night was dark and the night was late, And the robbers came to rob him; And they picked the locks of his palace-gate, The robbers that came to rob him - They picked the locks of his palace-gate,...
I have done all I could For that lady I knew! Through the heats I have shaded her, Drawn to her songsters when summer has jaded her, Home from the heath or the wood.