Eliza Cook Death Poems
- 1. Black Bess
TURPIN had his Black Bess, and she carried him well,
As fame with her loud-breathing trumpet will tell;
She knew not the lash, and she suffered no spur;
A bold rider was all that was needed by her.
... - 2. The Banner Of Union
Bring the Harp of the West, and the Pipes of the North,
When our Trumpet note calls to the field;
Let the men of old Scotia and Erin come forth,
And our foemen shall see who must yield.
... - 3. The Sea-child
HE crawls to the cliff and plays on a brink
Where every eye but his own would shrink;
No music he hears but the billowâ??s noise,
And shells and weeds are his only toys.
... - 4. Winter The Season For The Exercise Of Charity
We know 'tis good that old Winter should come,
Roving awhile from his Lapland home;
'Tis fitting that we should hear the sound
Of his reindeer sledge on the slippery ground.
... - 5. The Quiet Eye
THE ORB I like is not the one
That dazzles with its lightning gleam;
That dares to look upon the sun,
As though it challenged brighter beam.
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