Our White Dove (Gerald Massey Poems)
A WHITE Dove out of glory flew, White as the whitest shape of Grace That nestles in the soft embraceOf heaven when ...
A WHITE Dove out of glory flew, White as the whitest shape of Grace That nestles in the soft embraceOf heaven when ...
I tore this weed from the rank, dark soilWhere it grew in the monkish time,I trimmed it close and set ...
The morning sea of silence broke into ripples of bird songs;and the flowers were all merry by the roadside;and the ...
Tis three years and a quarter since I left my own firesideTo go aboard a ship through love, and plough ...
It was mid-day when you wentaway . The sun was strong in the sky. I had done my work and sat aloneon ...
MY counterpane is soft as silk,My blankets white as creamy milk. The hay was soft to Him, I know, Our little Lord ...
In that same moment when at Kohath's gate Paused the bright phantom--chariot,--to the eye Of Sethos, riding moodily alone, Appeared ...
This reverence Lord Buddha kept to all his schoolmasters, Albeit beyond their learning taught; in speech Right ...
The Legend of Love-Sick Lake WHEN you wander alone through the forest And list to the murmuring song,If your heart ...
THE dove of Liberty sat on an eggAnd hatched another eagle.But didn't disown the bird._Down with all eagles_! cooed the ...
In his lodge beside a river, Close beside a frozen river, Sat an old man, sad and lonely. White his ...
1892 The freed dove flew to the Rajah's tower-- Fled from the slaughter of Moslem kings-- And the thorns have ...
I sat all morning in the college sick bay Counting bells knelling classes to a close. At two o'clock our ...
I Its roots are bristling in the air Like some mad Earth-god's spiny hair; The loud south-wester's swell and yell ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
It was mid-day when you went away . The sun was strong in the sky. I had done my work ...
The morning sea of silence broke into ripples of bird songs; and the flowers were all merry by the roadside; ...
When I was a windy boy and a bit And the black spit of the chapel fold, (Sighed the old ...
In London City I evade For charming Burlington Arcade - For thee in youth I met a maid By name ...
White, white in the milky night The moon danced over a tree. "Wouldn't it be lovely to swim in the ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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