Continued (George Meredith Poems)
How smiles he at a generation rankedIn gloomy noddings over life! They pass.Not he to feed upon a breast unthanked,Or ...
How smiles he at a generation rankedIn gloomy noddings over life! They pass.Not he to feed upon a breast unthanked,Or ...
February 2, 1901Her sacred body bear: the tenementOf that strong soul now ranked with God's ElectHer heart upon her people's ...
1914 We thought we ranked above the chance of ill. Others might fall, not we, for we were wise-- Merchants ...
IN summer dusk the valley lies With far-flung shadow veil; A cloud-sea laps the precipice Before the evening gale: The ...
It was a villainous spirit, snub-nosed, foul Of breath, thick-taloned and malevolent, That squatted within him wheresoever he went .......And ...
(Maidens' song from St. Winefred's Well) THE LEADEN ECHO How to kéep-is there ány any, is there none such, nowhere ...
We walked where Victor Jove was shrined awhile, And passed to Livia's rich red mural show, Whence, thridding cave and ...
We walked where Victor Jove was shrined awhile, And passed to Livia's rich red mural show, Whence, thridding cave and ...
"O lonely workman, standing there In a dream, why do you stare and stare At her grave, as no other ...
professor piebald (the oldest man in the home) was meek at the same time ribald he clothed his matter (so ...
"Do you give thanks for this? -- or that?" No, God be thanked I am not grateful In that cold, ...
On Tiber's banks, Tiber, whose waters glide In slow meanders down to Gaigra's side; And circling all the horrid mountain ...
That's my last duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, ...
GO, fetch to me a pint o' wine, And fill it in a silver tassie; That I may drink before ...
MY curse upon your venom'd stang, That shoots my tortur'd gums alang, An' thro' my lug gies mony a twang, ...
That flower unseen, that gem of purest ray, Bright thoughts uncut by men: Strange that you need but speak them, ...
GOD with a Roll of Honour in His hand Sits welcoming the heroes who have died, While sorrowless angels ranked ...
He staggered in from night and frost and fog And lampless streets: he'd guzzled like a hog And drunk till ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
From cold Norse caves or buccaneer Southern seas Oft come repenting tempests here to die; Bewailing old-time wrecks and robberies, ...
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