Jean Ingelow

[Orris] (17 March 1820 - 20 July 1897 / Boston, Lincolnshire)

Jean Ingelow Poems

81. The High Tide On The Coast Of Lincolnshire 3/10/2010
82. Song Of The Old Love 3/10/2010
83. Brothers, And A Sermon 3/10/2010
84. A Wedding Song 3/10/2010
85. A Mother Showing The Portrait Of Her Child 3/10/2010
86. Scholar And Carpenter 3/10/2010
87. An Ancient Chess Set 3/10/2010
88. Seven Times One 3/10/2010
89. One Morning, Oh! So Early 3/10/2010
90. A Dead Year 3/10/2010
91. Persephone 3/10/2010
92. A Sea Song 3/10/2010

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  • Sayyeda Insha  Rani Sayyeda Insha Rani (7/19/2017 10:12:00 PM)

    Nice poem sir

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Best Poem of Jean Ingelow

A Sea Song

Old Albion sat on a crag of late,
And sung out—'Ahoy! ahoy!
Long life to the captain, good luck to the mate,
And this to my sailor boy!
Come over, come home,
Through the salt sea foam,
My sailor, my sailor boy.

'Here's a crown to be given away, I ween,
A crown for my sailor's head,
And all for the worth of a widowed queen,
And the love of the noble dead,
And the fear and fame
Of the island's name
Where my boy was born and bred.

'Content thee, content thee, let it alone,
Thou marked for a choice so rare;
Though treaties be treaties, ...

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Honours - Part1

A Scholar is musing on his want of success.

To strive—and fail. Yes, I did strive and fail;
I set mine eyes upon a certain night
To find a certain star—and could not hail
With them its deep-set light.

Fool that I was! I will rehearse my fault:
I, wingless, thought myself on high to lift

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