A Dialogue At Fiesole (Alfred Austin Poems)
HE.Halt here awhile. That mossy-cushioned seatIs for your queenliness a natural throne;As I am fitly couched on this low sward,Here ...
HE.Halt here awhile. That mossy-cushioned seatIs for your queenliness a natural throne;As I am fitly couched on this low sward,Here ...
No more at dewy dawn, or setting sun,The blackbird's song floats mellow down the dale;Mute is the lark, or soars ...
I.Wisely a woman prefers to a lover a man who neglects her.This one may love her some day, some day ...
A prisoner, condemned to confinement for life, broke out of his prison andtook to head-long flight…. After him, just on ...
IN search of prey once raised his pinionsAn eaglet;A huntsman's arrow came, and reftHis right wing of all motive power.Headlong ...
You, my brother, you, whose dull eyesLook forth unto dull days, whose hours make progressLike unto a procession of cowled ...
When I behold the lark upspringTo meet the bright sun joyfully,How he forgets to poise his wingIn his gay spirit's ...
Now the "rosy morn appearing" Floods with light the dazzled heaven;And the schoolboy groans on hearing That eternal clock strike ...
I go my way complacently, As self-respecting persons should. You are to me the rebel thought, You are the wayward ...
IN search of prey once raised his pinions An eaglet; A huntsman's arrow came, and reft His right wing of ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
in brussels, eye sat in the grand place cafe & heard duke's place, played after salsa between the old majestic ...
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