Sonnet XLIV: Cloud and Wind (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
Love, should I fear death most for you or me?Yet if you die, can I not follow you,Forcing the straits ...
Love, should I fear death most for you or me?Yet if you die, can I not follow you,Forcing the straits ...
'Tis not the violent hands alone that bringThe curse, the ravage, and the downward doom,Although to these full oft the ...
Sprung from the arid rock devoid of soil,In vig'rous life I saw one blade of wheat,Bearing its precious grain, full-lobed ...
Sorrow, quit me for a while!Wintry days are over; Hope again, with April smile,Violets sows and clover.Pleasure follows in her ...
Sure of the spring that warms them into birth,The golden seeds thou trustest to the earth;And dost thou doubt the ...
WHEN the primeval All-holy Father Sows with a tranquil hand From clouds, as they roll, Bliss-spreading lightnings Over the earth, ...
He is a link between this and the coming world. He is A pure spring from which all thirsty souls ...
Part One The power of charity sows deep in my heart, and I reap and gather the wheat in bundles ...
This little house sows the degrees By which wood can return to trees. Weather has stained the shingles dark And ...
Advertisements, they've trashed the web, somehow they've gotten into bed with common sense; ubiquitous and so intense, insistent as to ...
'Tis my happiness below Not to live without the cross, But the Saviour's power to know, Sanctifying every loss; Trials ...
The different success of the gospel. 1 Cor. 1:23,24; 3:6,7; 2 Cor. 2:16. Christ and his cross is all our ...
A prince I was, blue-eyed, and fair in face, Of temper amorous, as the first of May, With lengths of ...
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart, God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
Sure of the spring that warms them into birth, The golden seeds thou trustest to the earth; And dost thou ...
Two brothers, Oakes and Oliver, Two gentle men as ever were, Would roam no longer, but abide In Linndale, where ...
God knows how our neighbor managed to breed His great sow: Whatever his shrewd secret, he kept it hid In ...
She LIKE a serpent to the calling voice of flutes, Glides my heart into thy fingers, O my Love! Where ...
This, then, is she, My mother as she looked at seventeen, When she first met my father. Young incredibly, Younger ...
But therewith the sun rose upward and lightened all the earth, And the light flashed up to the heavens from ...
My very good landlady, Mistress Van Kleeck, (For the tears that o'erwhelm me I scarcely can speak) I know that ...
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