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The Troubadour. Canto 2 D Elenore Letitia Elizabeth Landon	For harps waked with the minstrel tale, Sang to her sleep the nightingale: For silver vases, where...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Troubadour. Canto 2 F (Another Venture) Letitia Elizabeth Landon	And his loud neigh waked RAYMOND'S dream, And, gazing round, he saw the gleam Of arms upon a neighbouring height,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Troubadour. Canto 3 C (The Aged Man) Letitia Elizabeth Landon	Of a lute waked at the command Of some thrice powerful master's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Troubadour. Canto 3 E (Escape) Letitia Elizabeth Landon	But indistinct, like those low chords Waked from the lute or ere the hand Knows yet what song it shall...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Troubadour. Canto 4 B (Adeline) Letitia Elizabeth Landon	to the lute, The swelling harp, the sigh-waked flute,— The glancing lightness of the dance,— Then, starting sudden from thy trance, Gaze round...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Troubadour. Canto 4 C (Home) Letitia Elizabeth Landon	The morning's gift of crimson light Waked not his sleep, for his pale cheek Did not of aught like slumber speak; Though not upon a morn...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Unknown Eros. Book I. Coventry Patmore	Is't the waked Earth now to yon purpling cope Uttering first-love's first cry, Vainly renouncing, with a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Well of Night, Part4 MJM Wagner	For now the haunter of the endless night, Has waked again and waits for portents dire, Awaits the hapless souls it doth desire, The...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The White Doe Of Rylstone, Or, The Fate Of The Nortons - Canto Second William Wordsworth	He found his way to a postern-gate; And, when he waked, his languid eye Was on the calm and silent sky; With air about him breathing sweet, And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The White Doe Of Rylstone, Or, The Fate Of The Nortons - Dedication William Wordsworth	Now toiling, waked now on wings of prayer-- May pass in hope, and, though from mortal bonds Yet undelivered,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wife Of Manoah To Her Husband John Greenleaf Whittier	But in their midst, in power and awe, Like God's waked wrath, our child I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Witch of Wenham John Greenleaf Whittier	The early birds at will Waked up the violet in its dell, The wind-flower on its...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Yellow Bittern (An Bunnan Bui) Cathal Bui Mac Giolla Gunna	Your soul would have stirred and waked...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Zucca Percy Bysshe Shelley	On which he wept, the while the savage storm Waked by the darkest of December’s hours Was raving round the chamber hushed and warm; The birds...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Third Sunday After Easter John Keble	For joy that we have waked and found it but a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Thoughts Of Christmas-Day In India Letitia Elizabeth Landon	The morning waked with carols, A young and joyous band Of small and rosy songsters, Came tripping hand in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To A Friend, With An Unfinished Poem Samuel Taylor Coleridge	I have waked at midnight, and have wept Because she was...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To A Young Lady, With A Poem On The French Revolution Samuel Taylor Coleridge	Then exultation waked the patriot fire And swept with wilder hand the Alcaean lyre: Red from the tyrant's wound I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To E. Sara Teasdale	Against black silences I waked to see A shower of sunlight over Italy And green Ravello dreaming on her height; ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Miss Hickman, Playing the Spinet Samuel Johnson	Thus waked to rage by music's dreadful power, He bids the sword destroy, the flame...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Rosabelle Robert Louis Stevenson	Instant the hostess waked: she viewed the scene, Divined the giants' languor by their mien, And with hospitable care...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Countess Of Exeter. Playing On The Lute Matthew Prior	Thine, like Amphion's hand, had waked the stone And from destruction call'd the rising town; Malice to music had been forced to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To the Nightingale Samuel Taylor Coleridge	I have listen'd, till my working soul, Waked by those strains to thousand phantasies, Absorb'd hath ceas'd to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ugolino Percy Bysshe Shelley	They were already waked, as wont drew...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Verses II Charlotte Smith	When, waked by vernal suns, the Pilewort dares Expand her spotted leaves, and shining stars And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)