The Light of Asia: Book the Seventh (Edwin Arnold Poems)
Sorrowful dwelt the King Suddh?danaAll those long years among the S?kya LordsLacking the speech and presence of his Son;Sorrowful sate ...
Sorrowful dwelt the King Suddh?danaAll those long years among the S?kya LordsLacking the speech and presence of his Son;Sorrowful sate ...
THE BODY Call in the dancers. THE SOUL All is vain. We live, and living is the pain We die ...
But when the days were numbered, then befellThe parting of our Lord — which was to be —Whereby came wailing ...
Lazy laughing languid Jenny,Fond of a kiss and fond of a guinea,Whose head upon my knee to-nightRests for a while, ...
Oh! was there ever tale of human loveWhich was not also tale of human tears?Died not sweet Desdemona? sorrowed notFair, ...
AN acorn fell from an old oak tree,And lay on the frosty ground"O, what shall the fate of the acorn ...
May Asda is gone to the merry green wood;Like flax was each tress on her temples that stood;Her cheek like ...
'Twas a good little lady fairy, Who saddled her wee white mouse, And rode away to the village, ...
I stood on the mountain summit, At the hour when the sun did set; I mark'd how it hung ...
I Airy, Fairy Lilian, Flitting, fairy Lilian,When I ask her if she love me,Claps her tiny hands above me, ...
Translated From The German of R?ckert.I STOOD upon the mountain Before the sun had set, And saw how o'er the ...
'Tis a dainty shell, 'tis a fragile shell At my feet that the wild waves threw,And I send it thee, ...
Once — and only once — you gave One rich gift, which Memory Shuts within itself, to save Sweet and ...
I NEVER know why 't is I love thee so: I do not think 't is that thine eyes for ...
Love forged for me a golden chainTo bind my straying feet.I dwelt in scented rose-leaf rainAnd found the young years ...
Low was our pretty Cot : our tallest Rose Peep'd at the chamber-window. We could hear At silent noon, and ...
I Airy, Fairy Lilian, Flitting, fairy Lilian, When I ask her if she love me, Claps her tiny hands above ...
I Flat as a drum-head stretch the haggard snows; The mighty skies are palisades of light; The stars are blurred; ...
She'd look upon us, if she could, As hard as Rhadamanthus would; Yet one may see,-who sees her face, Her ...
I saw Lord Buddha towering by my gate Saying: "Once more, good youth, I stand and wait." Saying: "I bring ...
Fair is the wedded reign of Night and Day. Each rules a half of earth with different sway, Exchanging kingdoms, ...
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