golden - Popular Poems and stories from category

Out beyond the sunset could I but find the way,
Is a sleepy blue laguna which widens to a bay,
And there's the Blessed City &mdash so the sailors say
The Golden City of St

Had I a golden pound to spend,
My love should mend and sew no more
And I would buy her a little quern,
Easy to turn on the kitchen floor

Clouds rumbling in the sky; teeming rain
I sit on the river bank, sad and alone
The sheaves lie gathered, harvest has ended,
The river is swollen and fierce in its flow

Long ere the Muse the strenuous chords had swept,
And the first lay as yet in silence slept,
A Time there was which since has stirred the lyre To notes of wail and accents warm with fire;
Moved the soft Mantuan to his silvery strain,

Brighter shone the golden shadows;
On the cool wind softly
The low, sweet tones of happy flowers,
Singing little Violet's name

OH thou token loved of joys now
That I still wear from my neck suspended,
Art thou stronger than our spirit-bond so cherish'd
Or canst thou prolong love's days untimely ended

We, too, had known golden
When body and soul were in tune,
Had danced with our true
By the light of a full moon,

The golden gift that Nature did thee give To fasten friends and feed them at thy will With form and favour, taught me to believe How thou art made to show her greatest skill, Whose hidden virtues are not so unknown But lively dooms might gather at...

I never thought my life could
Anything but
But suddenly I begin to seeA bit of good luck for me'Cause I've got a golden ticketI've got a golden twinkle in my eyeI never had a chance to
Never a happy song to

Long ago in a poultry
One dull November morn,
Beneath a motherly soft wingA little goose was born
Who straightway peeped out of the