Play uppe, play uppe, O Boston bells!
Play all your changes, all your swells (The High Tide on the Coast of Lincolnshire)
Jean Ingelow quote But two are walking apart forever
And wave their hands for a mute farewell.
Jean Ingelow quote Stone lotus cups, with petals dipped in sand
Jean Ingelow quote And the guelder rose
In a great stillness dropped, and ever dropped,
Her wealth about her feet.
Jean Ingelow quote The lilac spread
Odorous essence
Jean Ingelow quote Against her ankles as she trod
The lucky buttercups did nod
Jean Ingelow quote When sparrows build and the leaves break forth
My old sorrow wakes and cries
Jean Ingelow quote The yellow flags ... would stand
Up to their chins in water
Jean Ingelow quote Biography
English poet
