Poems with rhymes of resign

And her ways to my ways resign;
But she was not made for any man,
And she never will be all mine.

Here lieth one who would resign
Gladly his lot, to shoulder thine.

To their commands I willingly resign,
Power is their character, and patience mine;

My sister! ('tis a wish of mine)
Now that our morning meal is done,
Make haste, your morning task resign;

For you or Me. Do those who live decline
The step that offers, or their work resign?

The countries I resign,
Where over elmy plains the highway
Would mount the hills and shine,

With something like to joy resign,
If I but once may call thee wife,
And, dying, claim and hail thee mine."

And yield a sigh to me—as gift benign,
Not as the tittle of a debt unpaid
To one who could to you her all resign—

Such is Bumtagg, whose history I resign,
As other knaves wait room to stink and shine;

And we cling to each other!--O Grave, he is thine!
The eye tells the woe that is mute to the ears--
And we dare to resent what we grudge to resign,

May I take your hand in mine?
Mere friends are we,---well, friends the merest
Keep much that I resign:

To sheep those tender Innocents resign
The place where swains & nymphs are said to shine

Which they so soon resign;
In this world's ways they gain,
Insurance safe as thine.

No! Freedom, whose smile we shall never resign,
Go, tell our invaders, the Danes,
That 'tis sweeter to bleed for an age at thy shrine,

The debt is paid ; for he who doth resign
Thanks to the gen'rous vine

And privilege resign,
Could I but have his heart,
And he have mine . . .

When feeling has produced a line.
Tnen breathing soil and fate take over
And art has done and must resign.

So the way is none of mine;
I disclaim the whole design;
Sin disclaims and I resign.

This one request of mine!-
Since to enjoy Thou dost deny,
Assist me to resign.

All other blessings I resign,
Make but the dear Amanda mine.