The world goes round, old fellow, And still I'm in the swim, While my wife's second husband Is growing old and grim. I meet him in the city, It all seems very tame, He glances at me sometimes...
Here upon the mountain-side Till now we met together; Here I won my woodland bride, In flush of summer weather. Green was then the linden-bough, This dear retreat that shaded;...
i(S. Patrick.) You who are bent, and bald, and blind, With a heavy heart and a wandering mind, Have known three centuries, poets sing, Of dalliance with a demon thing. ...
The faint sun tipt the rising ground, No blustering wind, the air was still; The blue mist, thinly scatter'd round, Verg'd along the distant hill: Delightful morn! from labour free...
Ne'er talk of Wisdom's gloomy schools; Give me the sage who's able To draw his moral thoughts and rules From the study of the table;-- Who learns how lightly, fleetly pass...
Ne'ra crowns me with a purple wreath That she with her own dainty hands did twine; Gold-hearted blossoms and blue buds in sheath, Mingled with veined green leaves of the wild vine. ...
He would declare and could himself believe That the birds there in all the garden round From having heard the day long voice of Eve Had added to their own an over sound,...
With my beloved I lingered late one night. At last the hour when I must leave her came: But, as I turned, a fear I could not name Possessed me that the long sweet evening might...
With my beloved I lingered late one night. At last the hour when I must leave her came: But, as I turned, a fear I could not name Possessed me that the long sweet evening might...
I have not any fearful tale to tell Of fabled giant or of dragon-claw, Or bloody deed to pilfer and to sell To those who feed, with such, a gaping maw; But what in yonder hamlet there befell,...
Gazing on rapids mighty sea, Struggling fiercely to be free, But drawn downwards in its course By gravitation's wondrous force, O'er those perpendicular walls, Hurled 'mong mighty rocks it falls,...
What doest thou in heaven, O moon? Say, silent moon, what doest thou? Thou risest in the evening; thoughtfully Thou wanderest o'er the plain, Then sinkest to thy rest again. And art thou never satisfied...
They hear the bell of midnight toll, And shiver in their flesh and soul; They lie on hard, cold wood or stone, Iron, and ache in every bone; They hate the night: they see no eyes...
The noble Maxwells and their powers Are coming o'er the border, And they'll gae bigg Terreagle's towers, An' set them a' in order. And they declare Terreagles fair,...
The shades of night was fallin' slow As through New York a guy did go And nail on ev'ry barroom door A card that this here motter bore: 'No beer, no work.'
On Martinmas eve the dogs did bark, And I opened the window to see, When every maiden went by with her spark But neer a one came to me. And O dear what will become of me? And O dear what shall I do,...