Poems with rhymes of quake

Trust him when the earth doth quake:
Trust him when thy heart doth ache;

Doth not thy feareful hand in feeling quake,
As one which gath'ring flowers still fears a snake?

Watch the iron-shouldered rocks lie down and quake,
As the thirsty desert-level floods and fills,
And the valley we have dammed becomes a lake.

Whose single frown will make the heavens shake
Like as an aspen-leaf the wind makes quake.

Then Johnny Jones began to quake;
His face was like the dead.
“Don’t look behind, for heaven’s sake!

What cause is there yet keeps my darling awake?
This throb in your bosom proclaims some affright
Disturbs your composure. Can innocence quake?

Before his palace gates do make
The water with their echoes quake,

Along my bones the creeping flesh did quake;
And as my damp hair stiffened, thus it spake:

Silence transcending sound, to make
High courage falter and heart quake . . . . .

The king, that wondered at his bravery, spake
To her, that near him seated was before,
Who felt her heart with love's hot fever quake,

Thou wilt thy ignorant entry make
Though skies spout fire and blood and nations quake.

If Wealth or Scepters could Immortal make,
Then wealthy Croesus, wherefore are thou dead?
If Warlike force, which makes the World to quake,

Duly with knees that feign to quake--
Bent head and shaded brow,--
Yet once again, for my father's sake,

If mothers--none know why--before her quake;
If daughters dread her for the mothers' sake;

Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake,
And monarchs tremble in their capitals,
The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make

Before the fierce Dan Morgan the bravest man might quake-
A cold and callous killer, he killed for killing's sake. .

The very base of life appeared to quake
When first I knew thee fallen from us, to be
A tower of strength among our foes, to make

The schoolboys still their morning ramble take
To neighboring village school with playing speed,
Loitering with passtime's leisure till they quake,

Or have You mark'd a Partridge quake,
Viewing the tow'ring Faulcon nigh?
She cuddles low behind the Brake:

Fearing all noises but the one they make
Themselves-at which all other mortals quake.