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• Ginevra

  IF thou shouldst ever come by choice or chance
  To Modena, where still religiously
  Among her ancient trophies is preserved …

  Samuel Rogers

• Bernardo Del Carpio

  The Warrior bowed his crested head, and tamed his heart of fire,
  And sued the haughty king to free his long-imprisoned sire;
  “I bring thee here my fortress keys, I bring my captive train, …

  Felicia Hemans

• The Prisoner of Chillon

  Eternal spirit of the chainless mind!
  Brightest in dungeons, Liberty! thou art,
  For there thy habitation is the heart,— …

  Lord Byron

• Before Sedan

  “The dead hand clasped a letter.”
  —SPECIAL CORRESPONDENT.
  HERE in this leafy place, …

  Henry Austin Dobson

• Ivàn Ivànovitch

  Early one winter morn, in such a village as this,
  Snow-whitened everywhere except the middle road
  Ice-roughed by track of sledge, there worked by his abode …

  Robert Browning

• A Dagger of the Mind

  From “Macbeth,” Act II. Sc. 1.
  [MACBETH, before the murder of Duncan, meditating alone, sees the image of a dagger in the air, and thus soliloquizes:]
  IS this a dagger which I see before me, …

  William Shakespeare

• The Murder

  From “Macbeth,” Act II. Sc. 2.
  SCENE in the Castle. Enter LADY MACBETH.
  LADY MACBETH.—That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold, …

  William Shakespeare

• The Sack of Baltimore

  [Baltimore is a small seaport in the barony of Carbery, in South Munster. It grew up around a castle of O’Driscoll’s, and was, after his ruin, colonized by the English. On the 20th of June, 1631, the crews of two Algerine galleys landed in the dead of the night, sacked the town, and bore off into…

  Thomas Osborne Davis

• The Rose and the Gauntlet

  Low spake the knight to the peasant-girl:
  “I tell thee sooth, I am belted earl;
  Fly with me from this garden small, …

  John Sterling

• The Young Gray Head

  Grief hath been known to turn the young head gray,—
  To silver over in a single day
  The bright locks of the beautiful, their prime …

  Caroline Bowles Southey

• High-Tide on the Coast of Lincolnshire

  [Time, 1571]
  the OLD mayor climbed the belfry tower,
  The ringers ran by two, by three; …

  Jean Ingelow

• Rizpah

  17—
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  wailing, wailing, wailing, the wind over land and sea— …

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson

• The Dream of Eugene Aram

  ’t Was in the prime of summer time,
  An evening calm and cool,
  And four-and-twenty happy boys …

  Thomas Hood

• In the Engine-Shed

  Through air made heavy with vapors murk,
  O’er slack and cinders in heaps and holes,
  The engine-driver came to his work, …

  William Wilkins

• Revelry of the Dying

  [Supposed to be written in India, while the plague was raging, and playing havoc among the British residents and troops stationed there.]
  WE meet ’neath the sounding rafter,
  And the walls around are bare; …

  Bartholomew Dowling

• The Drummer-Boy’s Burial

  All day long the storm of battle through the startled valley swept;
  All night long the stars in heaven o’er the slain sad vigils kept.
  O, the ghastly upturned faces gleaming whitely through the night! …

  Anonymous

• Ramon

  Refugio Mine, Northern Mexico
  DRUNK and senseless in his place,
  Prone and sprawling on his face, …

  Bret Harte

• At the Cedars

  You had two girls—Baptiste—
  One is Virginie—
  Hold hard—Baptiste! …

  Duncan Campbell Scott

• The Sands o’ Dee

  “o Mary, go and call the cattle home,
  And call the cattle home,
  And call the cattle home, …

  Charles Kingsley

• On the Loss of the Royal George

  Written When the News Arrived; 1782
  TOLL for the brave,—
  The brave that are no more! …

  William Cowper

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