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Summer may come, in sun-blonde splendor,To reap the harvest that Springtime sows;And Fall lead in her old...

Read at a meeting of the Massachusetts Historical Society.No! never such a draught was pouredSince Hebe served with...

OCTOBER, 1746MR. THOMAS PRINCE loquitur.A fleet with flags arrayedSailed from the port of Brest,And the Admiral's...

I had no where to go,I had no money to spend:"O come with me," the Beaver said,"I live at the world's end.""Does the...

"I love the Lady of Merle," he said."She is not for thee!" her suitor cried.And in the valley the lovers foughtBy the...

Who carries the gun?A lad from over the Tweed.Then let him go, for well we knowHe comes of a soldier breed.So drink...

It is the Police Commissioners,All on a winter's day;And they to prove the town waterHave set themselves away.They...

Into the woods my Master went,Clean forspent, forspent.Into the woods my Master came,Forspent with love and shame.But...

Two knights rode forth at early dawnA-seeking maids to wed,Said one, "My lady must be fair,With gold hair on her...

There is too much beauty upon this earthFor lonely men to bear,Too many eyes, too enchanted skies,Too many things too...

Into the woods my Master went,Clean forspent, forspent.Into the woods my Master came,Forspent with love and shame.But...

(Gratefully Dedicated to Mrs. Pankhurst)She bore us in her dreaming womb,And laughed into the face of Death;She...

WRITTEN AT THE CASTLE OF DUBLIN, 1699My Lord,[1] to find out who must deal,Delivers cards about,But the first knave...

The Raven croak'd as she sate at her meal,And the Old Woman knew what he said,And she grew pale at the Raven's...

[1]WRITTEN IN AUGUST, 1702IOnce on a time, as old stories rehearse,A friar would need show his talent in Latin;But...

Crowd about me, little children -Come and cluster 'round my kneeWhile I tell a little storyThat happened once with...

The hornets build in plaster-dropping rooms,And on its mossy porch the lizard lies;Around its chimneys slow the...

Oh, dere 's lots o' keer an' troubleIn dis world to swaller down;An' ol' Sorrer 's purty livelyIn her way o' gittin'...

He drank strong waters and his speech was coarse;He purchased raiment and forbore to pay';He stuck a trusting junior...

Is there a whim-inspired fool,Owre fast for thought, owre hot for rule,Owre blate to seek, owre proud to snool,Let...