Grief And Faith (Amelie Rives Poems)
"I.FOLD back the sun-bright hair; kiss the meek lids,That lie like flowers above the flower-blue eyes;Grieve not, to grieve her ...
"I.FOLD back the sun-bright hair; kiss the meek lids,That lie like flowers above the flower-blue eyes;Grieve not, to grieve her ...
A gentle was Fridolin, And he his mistress dear,Savern's fair Countess, honored in All truth and godly fear.She was so ...
Now the high holocaust of hours is done,And all the west empurpled with their death,How swift oblivion drinks the fallen ...
'My brother!' spake she to the sun; The kindred kisses of the starsWere hers; her feet were set upon The ...
In the great palace halls, where dwell the gods, I heard a voice filling the vaulted roof; The ...
Now, while she's changing, said the Dean, "Her bridal for her traveling dress, I'll preach allegiance to your queen! Preaching's ...
Sometime there ben a lyttel boy That wolde not renne and play,And helpless like that little tyke Ben allwais in ...
(Who asked a Song in Spring)WHY do you bid your poet sing, Who has no mind to song-- ...
Rich meanings of the prophet-Spring adorn, Unseen, this colourless sky of folded showers, And folded winds; no blossom in the ...
"If I must die, The earth is inarticulate to sing The dirge I crave: The sorrow of the murmur-laden wave, ...
Sometime there ben a lyttel boy That wolde not renne and play, And helpless like that little tyke Ben allwais ...
From Us She wandered now a Year, Her tarrying, unknown, If Wilderness prevent her feet Or that Ethereal Zone No ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
For ever, since my childish looks Could rest on Nature's pictured books; For ever, since my childish tongue Could name ...
(To Marcel Schwob in friendship and in admiration) In a dim corner of my room for longer than my fancy ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
The sky, lazily disdaining to pursue The setting sun, too indolent to hold A lengthened tournament for flashing gold, Passively ...
The trumpets of the four winds of the world From the ends of the earth blow battle; the night heaves, ...
A gentle was Fridolin, And he his mistress dear, Savern's fair Countess, honored in All truth and godly fear. She ...
Leave not your bough, my slender song-bird sweet, But pipe me now your roundelay complete. Come, gentle breeze, and tarrying ...
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