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The Gallows John Greenleaf Whittier	Yet as of old, when, meekly 'doing good,' He fed a blind and selfish multitude, And even the poor companions of His lot...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Helot Isabella Valancy Crawford	Goodly sons for Helot graves; Iron necks that meekly wore Sparta's yoke as Sparta's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Holy Fair Robert Burns	Now meekly calm, now wild in wrath He's stampin, an' he's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Indian Girl Letitia Elizabeth Landon	She served him meekly, anxiously, With love—half faith—half...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The King (II) Henry Lawson	The Royal couple meekly kneel, The Great God’s clemency to claim, And pray Him for their people’s...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lady feeds Her little Bird Emily Dickinson	The little Bird would not dissent But meekly...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lady Of Provence Felicia Dorothea Hemans	But meekly the voice of the lady rose Through the trophies of their proud repose; Meekly, yet...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lady Of The Castle Felicia Dorothea Hemans	meekly loving Its earnest looks are lifted to the face, Which bends to meet its lip in laughing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Love Of God The End Of Life William Cowper	So be it--I am well content, And meekly wait my last remove, Seeking only growth in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Missionary - Canto Eighth William Lisle Bowles	He never gave the armed hosts his aid, But meekly to the Mighty Spirit prayed, That in all lands the sounds of woe might cease, And brothers of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Mother’s Heart Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton	Obedient--easy to be reconciled-- And meekly-cheerful--such wert thou, my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Oleomargarine Man Ambrose Bierce	Stood there and conjured up his cud And meekly munched...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Passion John Milton	Then lies him meekly down fast by his Brethren’s...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Queen Of Prussia's Tomb Felicia Dorothea Hemans	She met the tempest meekly brave, Then turn'd o'erwearied to the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Ruined Cottage Letitia Elizabeth Landon	Bowed down so meekly in the house of prayer; And, in the hymn, her sweet voice...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Schoolhouse On The Plain Joseph Furphy	And the sunrise follow meekly in its train; How that spadeful, all alone, gave us everything we own, Especially...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Sea of Death Thomas Hood	And smile-bedimpled cheeks, and pleasant lips, Meekly apart, as if the soul intense Spake out in dreams of its own innocence: And so they lay...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Sea to the Shore Lucy Maud Montgomery	Nay, 'tis no way of the sea thus to be meekly suitor I shall storm thee away with laughter wrapped in my beard of snow, With the wildest...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Shepherd, Looking Eastward, Softly Said William Wordsworth	Approached this glory of the firmament; Who meekly yields, and is obscured--content With one calm triumph of a modest...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Symphony Sidney Lanier	"'" Thereat this passionate protesting Meekly changed, and softened till It sank to sad requesting And suggesting sadder still: "And oh, if...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Two Elizabeths John Greenleaf Whittier	She followed meekly at her stern guide's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The White Doe Of Rylstone, Or, The Fate Of The Nortons - Canto Second William Wordsworth	For She it was--this Maid, who wrought Meekly, with foreboding thought, In vermeil colours and in gold An unblest work; which, standing by,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The White Doe Of Rylstone, Or, The Fate Of The Nortons - Dedication William Wordsworth	Did meekly bear the pang unmerited; Meek as that emblem of her lowly heart The milk-white Lamb which in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wild Goat Claude McKay	locks, And buy me chains of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Woman Harriet Monroe	You do your will with us; and we—poor chattels— Meekly we take our fortune at your hands, With never a royal word to prove us women, Not...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)