Poems with rhymes of there

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there

In his Red Palace over there,
Wakeful, he needs must hear the prayer.

The spirit of the beasts was kindled there,
And of the birds, and of the watery forms,
And there was war among them, and despair

Death is here and death is there,
Death is busy everywhere,

And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.

Against the shrieking city air,
I watch you when the wind has come,—
I know what sound is there.

Flying here and there,
Birds' songand birds' love
And you with gold for hair!

Love doth to her eyes repair,
To help him of his blindness;
And, being help'd, inhabits there.

And set such colour there,
Brown, or black, or carrot,
That young men in despair

Foot it featly here and there;
And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear.

Did speak to my lady there:
But the rain fell fast, and loud blew the blast,
And I heard not what they were.

With bows and stern raised high in air,
And balconies hanging here and there,

And their fields are bleak & bare.
And their ways are fill'd with thorns
It is eternal winter there.

And Freedom shall awhile repair
To dwell, a weeping hermit, there!

Whether in part 'tis here or there,
Or, like the soul, whole every where.

The walls are grey and bare;
The boats upon the sea sail by,
Nor ever tarry there.

cradle me. Or else flat calm, vast mirror there
of my despair!

If I could find it Anywhere
I would not mind the journey there

Young and free and fair --
And in the morning light
He left me there.

But let us now inside repair,
And greet the holy Chapel there!