House of the rooted hearts and long carouses,
Stand, and be famous over all the Earth.
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Inviting the influence of a young lady upon the opening year
And are with mastery crown’d;When as you walk your lovelinessGoes shining all around:Upon your secret, smiling waySuch new contents were found,The Dancing Loves made holidayOn that delightful ground.Then summon April forth, and sendCommandment through the flowers;About our woods your grace extend,A queen of careless hours.For O! not Vera veil’d in rain,Nor Dian’s sacred Ring,With all…
There is a wall of which the stones
And wrongfully this evil wallDenies what all men made for all,And shamelessly this wall surroundsOur homesteads and our native grounds.But I will gather and I will ride,And I will summon a countryside,And many a man shall hear my halloaWho never had thought the horn to follow;And many a man shall ride with meWho never had…
When I am living in the Midlands
I light my lamp in the evening:My work is left behind;And the great hills of the South CountryCome back into my mind.The great hills of the South CountryThey stand along the sea;And it’s there walking in the high woodsThat I could wish to be,And the men that were boys when I was a boyWalking along…
November is that historied Emperor,
Who from his refuge high has heard the roarOf squadrons in pursuit, and now, too late,Stirrups the storm and calls the winds to war,And arms the garrison of his last heirloom,And shakes the sky to its extremest shoreWith battle against irrevocable doom.Till, driven and hurled from his strong citadels,He flies in hurrying cloud and spurs…
The Vulture eats between his meals,
He very, very, rarely feelsAs well as you and I.His eye is dull, his head is bald,His neck is growing thinner.Oh! what a lesson for us allTo only eat at dinner!
Of all the gods that gave me all their glories
I lead him by the hand and tell him stories.It is the Queen of Cyprus’ little son.