On Receiving A Copy Of Mr. Austin’s ‘Old World Idylls’ (James Russell Lowell Poems)
IAt length arrived, your book I takeTo read in for the author's sake;Too gray for new sensations grown,Can charm to ...
IAt length arrived, your book I takeTo read in for the author's sake;Too gray for new sensations grown,Can charm to ...
Would some little joy to-dayVisit us, heart!Could it but a moment stay,Then depart,With the flutter of its wingsStirring sense of ...
Close is the nook; the valley--pathway steep Above the river climbs; and down the bank, With sweet wild roses and thick hazels ...
White fog lifting & falling on mountain-brow Trees moving in rivers of wind ...
What thing unto mine earWouldst thou convey,-what secret thing,O wandering water ever whispering?Surely thy speech shall be of her.Thou water, ...
I Apollo! Apollo! Apollo!II Where hast thou, Apollo, gone? I have wandered on and on, Through the shaggy Dorian gorges, ...
Alas! his praise I cannot write,Nor paint him true for other eyes;For only in love's blessed lightCould you have known ...
The organ peals through pictured panes that etch strange patterns on the grass,A thorned head shadowed on the flags, beneath ...
" Amid the fairest things that grow My lady hath her dwelling-place; Where runnels flow, and frail buds blow As ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
A monster taught To come to hand Amain, As swift as thought Across the land The train. The song it ...
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
From the geyser ventilators Autumn winds are blowing down On a thousand business women Having baths in Camden Town Waste ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last ...
The last leaves fell like notes from a piano and left their ovals echoing in the ear; with gawky music ...
for Moremi, 1963 Earth will not share the rafter's envy; dung floors Break, not the gecko's slight skin, but its ...
Where sunshine flecks the green, Through towering woods my way Goes winding all the day. Scant are the flowers that ...
Old man, you surface seldom. Then you come in with the tide's coming When seas wash cold, foam- Capped: white ...
I have fetched the tears up out of the little wells, Scooped them up with small, iron words, Dripping over ...
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