Wedding Day (Edith Nesbit Poems)
The enchanted hour,The magic bower,Where, crowned with roses,Love love discloses."Kiss me, my lover;Doubting is over,Over is waiting;Love lights our mating!""But ...
The enchanted hour,The magic bower,Where, crowned with roses,Love love discloses."Kiss me, my lover;Doubting is over,Over is waiting;Love lights our mating!""But ...
(She Speaks.)I MEANT to be so strong and true!The world may smile and question, When?But what I might have been ...
One said: "I have seen, from cliffs of doom,The seven hells flame up in flowerLike a million upas trees that ...
With April here,And first thin green on the awakening bough,What wonderful things and dear,My tired heart to cheer,At last appear!Colours ...
(A. D. 1066) I followed my Duke ere I was a lover, To take from England fief and fee; But ...
The rain it rains without a stay In the hills above us, in the hills; And presently the floods break ...
SNOW-BOUND in woodland, a mournful word, Dropt now and then from the bill of a bird, Reached me on wind-wafts; ...
The pool vernal hiding in the new leaves behind the screen of the maples obscured from ready view Hiding, bashful ...
Similiter et omnes revereantur Diaconos, ut mandatum Jesu Christi; et Episcopum, ut Jesum Christum, existentem filium Patris; Presbyteros autem, ut ...
A place of dryad and hamadryad, there are eyes here by the million. Many divert to watch me. Threatened, they ...
The state with the prettiest name, the state that floats in brackish water, held together by mangrave roots that bear ...
Mysterious death! who in a single hour Life's gold can so refine And by thy art divine Change mortal weakness ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
In that fair capital where Pleasure, crowned Amidst her myriad courtiers, riots and rules, I too have been a suitor. ...
First, London, for its myriads; for its height, Manhattan heaped in towering stalagmite; But Paris for the smoothness of the ...
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
Let poets piece prismatic words, Give me the jewelled joy of birds! What ecstasy moves them to sing? Is it ...
Who was there had seen us Wouldn't bid him run? Heavy lay between us All our sires had done. There ...
When June comes dancing o'er the death of May, With scarlet roses tinting her green breast, And mating thrushes ushering ...
To clasp you now and feel your head close-pressed, Scented and warm against my beating breast; To whisper soft and ...
Chant we the story now Tho' in a ...
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