Love Poems – Page 3176
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The Royal Mummy to Bohemia
Wherefore these revels that my dull eyes greet? / These dancers, dancing at my fleshless feet; / The harpers, harping vainly at my ears … -
The Ruler's Faith
DEATH cometh to the chamber of the sick: / The ruler's daughter, like the peasant's child, / Turns pale as marble. Hark! that hollow moan, … -
The Ruling Passion
From “Moral Essays,” Epistle I. / SEARCH thou the ruling passion; there, alone, / The wild are constant, and the cunning known; … -
The Runner in the Skies
Who is the runner in the skies, / With her blowing scarf of stars, / And our earth and sun hovering like bees about her blossoming heart! … -
The Rustic Lad’s Lament in the Town
O, Wad that my time were owre but, / Wi’ this wintry sleet and snaw, / That I might see our house again, … -
The Sabbath Morning
With silent awe I hail the sacred morn, / That slowly wakes while all the fields are still! / A soothing calm on every breeze is borne; … -
The Sabbath of the Soul
Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares, / Of earth and folly born; / Ye shall not dim the light that streams … -
The Sack of Baltimore
[Baltimore is a small seaport in the barony of Carbery, in South Munster. It grew up around a castle of O’Driscoll’s, and was, after his ruin, colonized by the English. On the 20th of June, 1631, the crews of two Algerine galleys landed in the dead of the night, sacked the town, and bore off into… -
The Sad Day
O THE sad day! / When friends shall shake their heads, and say / Of miserable me— … -
The Saddest Fate
TO touch a broken lute, / To strike a jangled string, / To strive with tones forever mute …
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