The wild winds weep,And the night is a-cold;Come hither, Sleep,And my griefs enfold! . . .But lo! the morning peepsOver the eastern steeps,And the rustling beds of dawnThe earth do scorn.?Lo! to the vaultOf pav;d he...

Three Virgins at the break of day:`Whither, young man, whither awayAlas for woe! alas for woe!'They cry, and tears for ever flow.The one was cloth'd in flames of fire,The other cloth'd in iron wire,The other cloth'd in tears and si...

I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.And I water'd it in fears, Night & morning with my tears; And I sunned it with my smiles,And with soft...

I asked?my dear friend Orator Prig:‘What’s the first part of oratory?’ He said: ‘A great wig.‘And what is the second?’ Then, dancing a jigAnd bowing profoundly, he said: ‘A great wig.’‘And what is the third?’ Then he snored like a pig,...

I went to the Garden of Love,And saw what I never had seen:A Chapel was built in the midst,Where I used to play on the green.And the gates of this Chapel were shut,And Thou shalt not' writ over the door;So I turn'd to the Garde...

A little black thing among the snow,Crying " 'weep! 'weep!" in notes of woe!"Where are thy father and mother? say?"—"They are both gone up to the church to pray."Because I was happy upon the heath,And...

Ah! Sun-flower, weary of time,Who countest the steps of the sun,Seeking after that sweet golden climeWhere the traveller’s journey is done;Where the Youth pined away with desire,And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow,Arise from t...

Leave, O leave me to my sorrows;Here I'll sit and fade away,Till I'm nothing but a spirit,And I lose this form of clay.Then if chance along this forestAny walk in pathless ways,Thro' the gloom he'll see my shadowHear my voi...

A flower was offered to me,Such a flower as May never bore;But I said "I've a pretty rose tree,"And I passed the sweet flower o'er.Then I went to my pretty rose tree,To tend her by day and by night;But my rose turned...

Dear mother, dear mother, the Church is cold;But the Alehouse is healthy, and pleasant, and warm.Besides, I can tell where I am used well;Such usage in heaven will never do well.But, if at the Church they would give us some ale,And...