Homely Rhymes, Poems, and ReminiscencesSimpkin, Marshall, 1864 - 248 páginas |
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... Lines on leaving employment at Manchester The Call of Wallace . * Habakkuk Hyde The Labourer's Orison at Sunrise * Lines written at Farley London , Fare thee well . • The Warrior's Ode to Death 20 22 23 24 26 28 31 38 40 43 45 47 . 49 ...
... Lines on leaving employment at Manchester The Call of Wallace . * Habakkuk Hyde The Labourer's Orison at Sunrise * Lines written at Farley London , Fare thee well . • The Warrior's Ode to Death 20 22 23 24 26 28 31 38 40 43 45 47 . 49 ...
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... Lines on the Anniversary of my Daughter's Decease Hours in the Bowers The Dying Poet to his Dog 94 96 98 100 . 101 God Help the Poor A Voice from Spain 104 . 106 * Song of Heroes Lines Addressed to my . Wife from King's Bench Prison ...
... Lines on the Anniversary of my Daughter's Decease Hours in the Bowers The Dying Poet to his Dog 94 96 98 100 . 101 God Help the Poor A Voice from Spain 104 . 106 * Song of Heroes Lines Addressed to my . Wife from King's Bench Prison ...
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... Lines written in the Wolseley Arms Inn , Wolseley Bridge 183 * The Welcome . * The Despairing Lover . Lines written in Lancaster Castle * Song - The Farewell * The Bee Song . · * The Way of the World * The Dying Dragoon * Lovely Mary ...
... Lines written in the Wolseley Arms Inn , Wolseley Bridge 183 * The Welcome . * The Despairing Lover . Lines written in Lancaster Castle * Song - The Farewell * The Bee Song . · * The Way of the World * The Dying Dragoon * Lovely Mary ...
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... Lines on the Liberation of Sir Charles Wolseley . on Another Quack Doctor * * Song -- The Gonnor * Reflection La Lyonnaise * The Slanderer . * Lines to a Plotting Parson Page . . 201 205 . 205 210 211 213 215 216 218 219 228 229 230 The ...
... Lines on the Liberation of Sir Charles Wolseley . on Another Quack Doctor * * Song -- The Gonnor * Reflection La Lyonnaise * The Slanderer . * Lines to a Plotting Parson Page . . 201 205 . 205 210 211 213 215 216 218 219 228 229 230 The ...
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... , And who shall next descend ? Oh ! shall it be a crownéd head , Or one of noble line ? Or doth the slayer turn to smite A life so frail as mine ? LINES , WRITTEN UPON LEAVING THE EMPLOY OF MESSRS . BAMFORD'S POEMS . 51.
... , And who shall next descend ? Oh ! shall it be a crownéd head , Or one of noble line ? Or doth the slayer turn to smite A life so frail as mine ? LINES , WRITTEN UPON LEAVING THE EMPLOY OF MESSRS . BAMFORD'S POEMS . 51.
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adieu adored Alkrington Ashton Lever Author Awake bard battle of Orthes beauty Behold beneath bless boggart bonny bowers Bowlee brave bright Chartists chiefs have slaughter'd citizens and freemen cloud cold colours low depose cottage dark dear death DEVIL'S COURT doth fair fame Farewell Feargus O'Connor flowers freedom lose glory Habakkuk Hyde hand happy hath heart heaven help the poor hill honour howling humble lady Lancashire land LEICESTER ABBEY Lincoln Castle Live citizens look Lord lost Ludd Luddite maid Manchester meet mid your foes Middleton mighty Morisa morn mourn ne'er night noble o'er Oldham pale peace perish mid poem pride rill Rochdale Samuel Bamford shalt sigh sing Soldiers song soul Stake Hill stood storm sweet TANDLE HILLS tears thee thine tyrant unto wander weaver weep Whilst wife wild wind Wolseley ZEKIL
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Página 228 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse, steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands : But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed, Oth.
Página 49 - The sons of men did raise their voice And cried in despair, " We will not come, we will not come, Whilst Death is waiting there !" But Time went forth and dragg'd them on, By one, by two, by three ; Nay, sometimes thousands came as one, So merciless was he ! And still they go, and still they go, The slave, the lord, the king ; And disappear, like flakes of snow, Before the sun of spring ! For Death stood in the path of Time, And slew them as they came, And not a soul escap'd his hand, So certain...
Página 50 - no, 'tis never so, Thou canst not here remain." The bride came in her wedding robe, But that did nought avail ; Her ruby lips went cold and blue, Her rosy cheek turn'd pale ; And some were hurried from the ball, And some came from the play, And some were eating to the last, And some with wine were gay. And some were ravenous for food, And rais'd seditious cries; But, being a
Página 5 - ... away you will know where to find each other by seeing your banners ; and •when the meeting is dissolved keep close to your banners, and leave the town as soon as possible. For if you should stay drinking or loitering in the streets, your enemies might take advantage of it ; and if they could raise a disturbance, you would be taken to the New Bailey.
Página 74 - A cat strangely bark'd, as it hutch'd by the hob ; A broody hen crow'd from her perch on a cob ; The lamp it burn'd pale, and the lamp it burn'd blue, And fearfully ghast was the light which it threw. " And who cometh here ?" said the mumbling old crone, " And why comes a gentleman riding alone ? And why doth he wander areawt* such a night, When the moon is gone down and the stars not alight ; When those are abroad would stab a lost child, And the wind comes up muttering, fearful and wild, And the...
Página 4 - I make no doubt bat there will be persons who will make it their business to go about in order to disturb the peace of the meeting. If you should meet with any such, endeavour to keep them as quiet as possible...
Página 104 - Come forth of alleys dim, and courts obscure ! God help yon poor pale girl, who droops forlorn, And meekly her affliction doth endure ! God help...
Página 73 - On sunny-bright uplands, and down the green dells ; All gaily melodious it comes in the air, As if undying pleasure were carolling there ; Like golden-wing' d seraphs all broken astray, And playing on cymbals for bright holiday ! E'en such was the music one gay morning time, Which bells of Saint Leonard's did merrily chime. And why rang Saint Leonard's that merry-mad tune ? And why was the church path with flowers bestrewn ? And who was that marble-pale beauty that mov'd As nothing she hop'd for,...
Página 4 - Samuel Bamford stood, and said, " Friends and neighbours, I have a few words to relate ; you will march off this place quietly, not to insult...
Página 39 - He sought her when the evening gray Had brought the hollow moon in. "He call'd her on the darkest night, With wizard spells to bind her : And when the stars arose in light, He wandered forth to find her.