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A book of Bristol sonnets

By H. D. Rawnsley

Rawnsley, H. D. (1851-1920)

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A DREAM OF ANCIENT BRISTOL.

ELEANOR DE MONTFORT

BRISTOL CASTLE AND THE TRAMCARS.

ST. JOHN'S GATE.

ST. JOHN'S CONDUIT, NELSON STREET.

THE FORT, BRISTOL.

BRISTOL UNIVERSITY COLLEGE.

MOTHER PUGSLEY'S FIELD,

ON NOTICING THAT THE ONLY LIME TREE NOT IN BUD, AT COLLEGE GREEN, FRONTED THE CATHEDRAL PORCH.

ON HEARING THE ORGAN IN THE CATHEDRAL, WHILE THE WORK IN THE NAVE WAS SUSPENDED.

ST. MARY REDCLIFFE.

“TEMPORA MUTANTUR.” JEFFERIES' BOOK-SHOP.

THE OAK-CHAMBER AT JEFFERIES', REDCLIFFE STREET.

ST. STEPHEN'S TOWER,

ST. WERBURGH'S TOWER.

ST. JAMES' CHURCHYARD.

ON HEARING ST. MATTHEW'S PEAL.

CLIFTON HILL. CLIFTON PARISH CHURCH.

CLIFTON COLLEGE CHAPEL.

SERMON IN THE COLLEGE CHAPEL.

JENKINS V. FLAVEL COOK.

JENKINS V. FLAVEL COOK.

SUNDAY IN BRISTOL.

ON HEARING THE BIRDS SING,

GOOD FRIDAY IN BRISTOL.

ON HEARING BELLS ON EASTER MORNING.

WHIT MONDAY, FROM ASHLEY HILL.

HARVEST THANKSGIVING AT ST. BARNABAS.

SITE OF THE ANCIENT HIGH CROSS,

RICHARD SAVAGE; OR, IN FRONT OF ST. PETER'S HOSPITAL.

ARNO'S VALE CEMETERY.

THE CRIPPLES' HOME,

“LITTLE JOHNNY,”

THE CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL,

BRISTOL SMOKE IN EARLY MORNING.

A CALM EVENING, FROM ASHLEY HILL.

BRISTOL BY GASLIGHT,

MÜLLER'S ORPHANAGE,

PLUCKING DAISIES;

THE RED MAIDS' SCHOOL.

MRS. FRY VISITING NEWGATE.

A VIEW OF BRISTOL EARLY IN THE MORNING, FROM PUR-DOWN.

THE HOOTER, OR STEAM-HORN,

A SERVICE OF SONG IN DUCHESS' PARK,

THE MONUMENT AT DUCHESS' WOODS,

DEATH OF A PARISHIONER.

ASHTON CLUMP AND LANSDOWN.

THE BLAST-FURNACE AT ASHTON IRON WORKS.

THE KNOTTED ELM, AT ABBOT'S LEIGH.

THE CHURCHYARD GATE,

SUNSET AT ABBOT'S LEIGH.

EARLY MORN AND EVENTIDE,

ON FINDING THE WILD STRAWBERRY IN NIGHTINGALE VALLEY,

THE NIGHTINGALE IN NIGHTINGALE VALLEY.

BOWER-WALL AND STOKESLEIGH CAMPS.

CLIFTON SUSPENSION BRIDGE.

TO A THRUSH, HEARD ON CLIFTON DOWN IN A JANUARY MIST.

THE POWER OF SPRING;

PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION;

DANDELIONS AND DAISIES ON THE DOWNS;

CLEMATIS IN LEAF ON THE DOWNS.

GOSSAMERS ON THE DOWN.

THE BLIND EAGLE,

TUMBLER PIGEONS, OVER BRISTOL.

THE FIRST SWALLOW,

THE GREAT FIRE IN CHRISTMAS STREET.

ON THE DRAWBRIDGE

ONE OF THE TOLZEY TABLES,

THE DEMERARA'S FIGURE-HEAD.

GAMES FOR WORKING MEN.

REVIVAL OF THE SUGAR TRADE.

WILLS' MANUFACTORY, REDCLIFFE STREET, THE PORTRAIT GALLERY OF OLD SERVANTS IN.

THE LIGHTS AT THE HARBOUR MOUTH,

HOMEWARD BOUND.

AVONMOUTH DOCKS,

ON SEEING TWO VESSELS (CUTTER-RIGGED) PASS ONE ANOTHER AT AVONMOUTH.

“THE DYING GLADIATOR,”

EDWARD COLSTON.

COLSTON HONOURED;

ORPHEUS GLEE SOCIETY.

CORALS AND CORAL ISLANDS. THE STRIKES.

TO THE CONDUCTOR OF THE ORCHESTRAL CONCERT IN COLSTON HALL.

SATURDAY ORGAN RECITAL IN THE COLSTON HALL.

CHORUS FROM “FALL OF BABYLON.”

MADLLE. ALBANI,

THE BLACK HELEBORE (CHRISTMAS ROSE),

RUMOUR OF WAR, JUNE, 1876.

SCENE FROM SKITTIM HILL, HENBURY.

OLD AGE COMING ON;

CHEPSTOW CASTLE.

THE WYND-CLIFF,

THE MOSS COTTAGE,

ON DESCENDING THE WYND-CLIFF BY THE STEPS TO THE MOSS COTTAGE.

TYNDALE'S PILLAR,

BERKELEY CASTLE.

THE BRISTOL MISSION OF 1877.

OLD CLEVEDON CHURCHYARD,

TENNYSON AT CLEVEDON.

THE THREE PICTURES OF ST. JOHN BAPTIST, IN THE BILLIARD ROOM AT LEIGH COURT.

THE OPENING OF THE AVONMOUTH DOCKS.

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MADLLE. ALBANI,

AT THE BRISTOL FESTIVAL, 1876.

Shall I go listen to the woods in Spring,
Or whistle to the Robin on the snow?
Nay, for from other tongues new songs I know,
To other hearts new sympathy can bring!
To those, for memory's swift awakening,
And hint of other worlds, large thanks I owe!
Of this sad earth, thou only canst bestow,
Fresh hope, fresh fancy, by thy carolling!
Enter the willing portals of my brain!
Oh! enter in; and thou shalt surely find
Passion to temper, broken will to bind,
Sweet thoughts to wake that long asleep have lain;
And entering there, though gaily pipe the bird,
Thy voice, swift songstress, shall alone be heard.

The epithet is an attempt to condense in a single word all that is meant by a well-trained, accurate voice, capable of swiftness in its runs and modulations.