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| 4291. | Presentiment by Charlotte Bronte | | ' SISTER, you've sat there all the day,
Come to the hearth awhile;
The wind so wildly sweeps away,
The clouds so darkly pile.
That open book has l... |
| 4292. | Pilate's Wife's Dream by Charlotte Bronte | | I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start
Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall
The crash blent with my sleep, I saw depart
Its ligh... |
| 4293. | Apostasy by Charlotte Bronte | | THIS last denial of my faith,
Thou, solemn Priest, hast heard;
And, though upon my bed of death,
I call not back a word.
Point not to thy Madonn... |
| 4294. | Preference by Charlotte Bronte | | NOT in scorn do I reprove thee,
Not in pride thy vows I waive,
But, believe, I could not love thee,
Wert thou prince, and I a slave.
These, then, ... |
| 4295. | Punctilio by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge | | O LET me be in loving nice,
Dainty, fine, and o’er precise,
That I may charm my charmàd dear
As tho’ I felt a secret fear
To lose what never ... |
| 4296. | I Held A Shelley Manuscript by Gregory Corso | | My hands did numb to beauty
as they reached into Death and tightened!
O sovereign was my touch
upon the tan-inks's fragile page!
Quickly, my e... |
| 4297. | A Descriptive Poem on the Silvery Tay by William Topaz McGonagall | | Beautiful silvery Tay,
With your landscapes, so lovely and gay,
Along each side of your waters, to Perth all the way;
No other river in the world h... |
| 4298. | A Soldier's Reprieve by William Topaz McGonagall | | 'Twas in the United States of America some years ago
An aged father sat at his fireside with his heart full of woe,
And talking to his neighbour, Mr... |
| 4300. | An Address to Shakespeare by William Topaz McGonagall | | Immortal! William Shakespeare, there's none can you excel,
You have drawn out your characters remarkably well,
Which is delightful for to see enacte... |
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