The Last Contention (George Meredith Poems)
IYoung captain of a crazy bark!O tameless heart in battered frame!Thy sailing orders have a mark,And hers is not the ...
IYoung captain of a crazy bark!O tameless heart in battered frame!Thy sailing orders have a mark,And hers is not the ...
Sadly sobbing, sadly sobbing, Rolls the restless wireless sea,Where the wireless waves go bobbing Up and down so dolefully.And nothing ...
When you come in, it seems a brighter fireCrackles upon the hearth invitingly,The household routine which was wont to tire ...
His cheering message from the graveAn angel to the women gave:"Full soon your Master ye shall see;He goes before to ...
When little boys grown patient at last, weary,Surrender their eyes immeasurably to the night,The event will rage terrific as the ...
WHERE'ER our pilgrim footsteps stray,Affliction's poignant shafts are hurl'd,But angel Hope still chears our way,She whispers, "there's a future world."When ...
Bright Sirius! that when Orion palesTo dotlings under moonlight still art keenWith cheerful fervour of a warrior's mienWho holds in ...
Pity me not because the light of dayAt close of day no longer walks the sky;Pity me not for beauties ...
1 Let observation with extensive view, 2 Survey mankind, from China to Peru; 3 Remark each anxious toil, each eager ...
What is unwisdom but the lusting after Longevity: to be old and full of days! For the vast and unremitting ...
(* In the original, Schwager, which has the twofold meaning of brother-in-law and postilion.) HASTEN thee, ...
MY lord, I know your noble ear Woe ne'er assails in vain; Embolden'd thus, I beg you'll hear Your humble ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
Inside this northern summer's fold The fields are full of naked gold, Broadcast from heaven on lands it loves; The ...
A youth, impelled by a burning thirst for knowledge To roam to Sais, in fair Egypt's land, The priesthood's secret ...
Courage mes gars: La guerre est proche. I plant my little plot of beans, I sit beneath my cyprus tree; ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
She said: the pitying audience melt in tears, But Fate and Jove had stopp'd the Baron's ears. In vain Thalestris ...
Deep in the desert's misery, far in the fury of the sand, there stands the awesome Upas Tree lone watchman ...
Pity me not because the light of day At close of day no longer walks the sky; Pity me not ...
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