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She told how they used to form for the country dances —       “The Triumph,” “The New-rigged Ship” —To the light of the guttering wax in the panelled manses,       And in cots to the blink of a…

I plodded to Fairmile Hill-top, where       A maiden one fain would guardFrom every hazard and every care       Advanced on the roadside sward. I wondered how succeeding suns       Would shape her wayfarings,And wished some Power…

I We work here together         In blast and breeze;He fills the earth in,         I hold the trees. He does not notice         That what I doKeeps me from moving         And chills me through. He has seen one fairer         I feel by…

         In the middle of the nightMother’s spirit came and spoke to me,         Looking weariful and white —As ’twere untimely news she broke to me.          “O my daughter, joyed are…

There’s no more to be done, or feared, or hoped;None now need watch, speak low, and list, and tire;No irksome crease outsmoothed, no pillow sloped          Does she require. Blankly we gaze. We are free to go…

When the wasting embers redden the chimney-breast, And Life’s bare pathway looms like a desert track to me, And from hall and parlour the living have gone to their rest, My perished people who housed them here come back to…

I do not see the hills around,Nor mark the tints the copses wear;I do not note the grassy groundAnd constellated daisies there. I hear not the contralto noteOf cuckoos hid on either hand,The whirr that shakes the nighthawk’s throatWhen eve’s…

While I watch the Christmas blazePaint the room with ruddy rays,Something makes my vision glideTo the frosty scene outside. There, to reach a rotting berry,Toils a thrush, — constrained to veryDregs of food by sharp distress,Taking such with thankfulness. Why,…

Gilbert had sailed to India’s shore,    And I was all alone:My lord came in at my open door    And said, “O fairest one!” He leant upon the slant bureau,   And sighed, “I am sick for thee!” “My Lord,”…

The Roman Road runs straight and bareAs the pale parting-line in hairAcross the heath. And thoughtful menContrast its days of Now and Then,And delve, and measure, and compare; Visioning on the vacant airHelmeted legionnaires, who proudly rearThe Eagle, as they…