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The Hunted Squirrel
From “Britannia’s Pastorals,” Bk. I. Song 5 / THEN as a nimble squirrel from the wood, / Ranging the hedges for his filbert-food, … -
The Hunter of the Prairies
Ay, this is freedom!—these pure skies / Were never stained with village smoke: / The fragrant wind, that through them flies, … -
The Hunter’s Song
Rise! Sleep no more! ’T is a noble morn. / The dews hang thick on the fringèd thorn, / And the frost shrinks back like a beaten hound, … -
The Hurricane
LORD of the winds! I feel thee nigh, / I know thy breath in the burning sky! / And I wait, with a thrill in every vein, … -
The Hypnotist
A man once read with mind surprised / Of the way that people were "hypnotised"; / By waving hands you produced, forsooth, … -
The Ideal
Toil on, poor muser, to attain that goal / Where Art conceals its grandest, noblest prize; / Count every tear that dims your aching eyes, … -
The Ideal (Botta)
"How the shadow the Ideal throws before it / darkens the actual." -- Zanoni / "La vie est un sommeil, l'amour en est le rêve;." … -
The Ideal found
I've met thee, whom I dared not hope to meet, / Save in the enchanted land of my day-dreams: / Yes, in this common world, this waking state, … -
The Idler
I idle stand that I may find employ, / Such as my Master when He comes will give; / I cannot find in mine own work my joy, … -
The Iliad of Homer (Cowper)
THE / ILIAD OF HOMER, / TRANSLATED INTO …
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