A Day In The Castle Of Envy (Wilfrid Scawen Blunt Poems)
The castle walls are full of eyes,And not a mouse may creep unseen.All the window slits are spies;And the towers ...
The castle walls are full of eyes,And not a mouse may creep unseen.All the window slits are spies;And the towers ...
The rowan tree grows by the tower foot,(_Flotsam and jetsam from over the sea, Can the dead feel joy or pain?_)And ...
SAID one who led the spears of swarthy Gad,To Jesse's mighty son: "My Lord, O King,I, halting hard by Gibeon's ...
An Exquisite Little Poem In Dickens' "Household Words"Hail to thee, the Workman's Friend, We wreathe thy brow with roses!While thy useful ...
In the fair garden of celestial PeaceWalketh a Gardener in meekness clad;Fair are the flowers that wreathe his dewy locks,And ...
The ways of the world are full of haste and turmoil;I will sing of the tribe of the helpers who ...
These things wondering I saw beneath the sun:That never yet the race was to the swift,The fight unto the mightiest ...
Yes, for me, for me He carethWith a brother's tender care;Yes with me, with me He sharethEvery burden, every fear.Yes, ...
Dream, dream, thou flesh of me,Dream thou next my breast.Dream, dream, and coax the starsTo light thee at thy rest.Sleep, ...
What, have I waked again? I never thoughtTo see the rosy dawn, or ev'n this grey, Dull, solemn stillness, ere ...
In the furnace the dry branches crackle, the crucible shines as withgold,As they carry the hot flaming metal in haste ...
Hushed are the whimpering winds on the hill, Dumb is the shrinking plain,And the songs that enchanted the woods ...
Ah! days so dark with death's eclipse! Woe are we! woe are we! And the nights are ages long!From breaking ...
When I was a boy at college, Filling up with classic knowledge, Frequently I wondered why Old Professor Demas ...
"Drift over the sunrise land, Oh, wonderful, wonderful snow!Oh! pure as the breast of a virgin saint, Drift tenderly, ...
What has been will be, 'Tis the under law of life;'Tis the song of sky and sea, To the key ...
When the brow of June is crowned by the rose And the air is faint and fain with her breath, ...
OUT from the house I went when early dawn As yet had hardly ting'd the peaks with gold, And cottage-smoke ...
These things wondering I saw beneath the sun: That never yet the race was to the swift, The fight unto ...
How fares it, friend, since I by Fate annoy'd Left the old home in need of livelier play For body ...
Sun of the sleepless! melancholy star! Whose tearful beam glows tremulously far, That show'st the darkness thou canst not dispel, ...
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