Tekel (Edith Nesbit Poems)
WHEN on the West broke light from out the East, Then from the splendour and the shame of ...
WHEN on the West broke light from out the East, Then from the splendour and the shame of ...
Love came knocking at my door in the flowery month of May, ...
Going, going! the voice was loud, And, rising, silenced the chattering crowd. "Going! going! shall it be gone?" The auctioneer ...
Hushed are the whimpering winds on the hill, Dumb is the shrinking plain,And the songs that enchanted the woods ...
A Night Prayer Dark! Dark! Dark!The sun is set; the day is dead: Thy Feast has fled;My eyes ...
THE thin white snow-streaks pencilling That mountain's shoulder gray, While in the west the pale green sky Smiled back the ...
I saw thee once &mdash once only &mdash years ago: I must not say how many &mdash but not many. ...
I walk not by the sounding sea;I dwell full many leagues from shoreAnd still an echo drifts to meOf the ...
Is it parting with the roundnessOf the smoothly moulded cheek?Is it losing from the dimplesHalf the flashing joy they speak?Is ...
I dreamed a dream, mavourneen, I dreamed a dream yestreen, That I was King in Kerry, and you were Galway's ...
My mother's kiss, my mother's kiss,I feel its impress now;As in the bright and happy daysShe pressed it on my ...
My mother's kiss, my mother's kiss,I feel its impress now;As in the bright and happy daysShe pressed it on my ...
Behold a billowy sea of golden spears That to and fro in every breeze that blows Tosses its amber waves ...
LILeander swimming towards the Mysian shore, Saw not the waves that curled above his head, Nor the deep hollows, desolate ...
A BEGGAR maiden, poor and pale was she, In whom the King Cophetua saw his fate, And brought her in, ...
HOW true thy work, blind Builder of the homes Which throng the paths of Life, beasts, fishes, birds, All things ...
WHEN we as strangers sought Their catering care, Veiled smiles bespoke their thought Of what we were. They warmed as ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
The Wife The house is like a garden, The children are the flowers, The gardener should come methinks And walk ...
I Partly to think, more to be left alone, George Annandale said something to his friends- A word or two, ...
I saw thee once- once only- years ago: I must not say how many- but not many. It was a ...
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