Manibus O date lilia plenis. Mid the flower-wreathed tombs I stand Bearing lilies in my hand. Comrades! in what soldier-grave Sleeps the bravest of the brave? Is it he who sank to rest With his colors round his breast? Friendship …
Category: Poetry
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
Dylan Thomas’ father was going blind when he wrote this poem. The dying of the light is a reference to darkness and being blind. Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at …
A THOUGHT OVER A CRADLE.
I sadden when thou smilest to my smile, Child of my love! I tremble to believe That o’er the mirror of that eye of blue The shadow of my heart will always pass;— A heart that, from its struggle with the …
She Was a Phantom of Delight
BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment’s ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight’s, too, her dusky hair; But all things …
THE DEATH AND DYING WORDS OF POOR MAILIE
THE AUTHOR’S ONLY PET YOWE AN UNCO MOUNFU’ TALE AS Mailie, an’ her lambs thegither, Was ae day nibbling on the tether, Upon her cloot she coost a hitch, An’ owre she warsl’d in the ditch: There, groaning, dying, she …
JOHN BARLEYCORN: A BALLAD
THERE was three kings into the east, Three kings both great and high, And they hae sworn a solemn oath John Barleycorn should die. They took a plough and plough’d him down, Put clods upon his head, And they hae …
LOVE’S OMNIPRESENCE
WERE I as base as is the lowly plain, And you, my Love, as high as heaven above, Yet should the thoughts of me your humble swain Ascend to heaven, in honour of my Love. Were I as high as …