The Lord is wroth with Pharaoh's men, Tarry ye not in Egypt! He hath raised His strong arm to smite furrow and fen, And he'll smite them and smite them again and again. Tarry ye not, Tarry ye not,...
Ternissa! you are fled! I say not to the dead, But to the happy ones who rest below: For, surely, surely, where Your voice and graces are, Nothing of death can any feel or know....
That kind heart you were jealous of, my nurse Who sleeps her sleep beneath the humble turf, I'd like to give her flowers, wouldn't you? The dead, the poor dead, have their sorrows too,...
The afternoon is lonely for your face, The pampered morning mocks the day's decline - I was so rich at noon, the sun was mine, Mine the sad sea that in that rocky place...
A guid New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a rip to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit, now, an' knaggie, I've seen the day Thou could hae gaen like onie staggie Out-owre the lay. ...
When the Bells of Ys rang softly,--softly, Soft--and sweet--and low, Not a sound was heard in the old gray town, As the silvery tones came floating down, But life stood still with uncovered head,...
She stands in front of her mirror With bright and joyous air, Smoothes out with a skilful hand Her waves of golden hair; But the tell tale roses on her cheek, So changing yet so bright,...
John Rabbit's palace under ground Was once by Goody Weasel found. She, sly of heart, resolved to seize The place, and did so at her ease. She took possession while its lord...
Thou Christ of mine, thy gracious ear low bending Through these glad New Year days, To catch the countless prayers to Heaven ascending - For e'en hard hearts do raise...
A youthful mouse, not up to trap, Had almost met a sad mishap. The story hear him thus relate, With great importance, to his mother: - 'I pass'd the mountain bounds of this estate,...
On the Coast of Coromandel Where the early pumpkins blow, In the middle of the woods Lived the Yonghy-Bonghy-B'. Two old chairs, and half a candle, One old jug without a handle, -...