A Dialogue At Fiesole (Alfred Austin Poems)
HE.Halt here awhile. That mossy-cushioned seatIs for your queenliness a natural throne;As I am fitly couched on this low sward,Here ...
HE.Halt here awhile. That mossy-cushioned seatIs for your queenliness a natural throne;As I am fitly couched on this low sward,Here ...
IAll the seasons of the year,I have flowers for you, dear.When the ploughland's flecked with snow,And the blue-eyed scyllas blow,Gazing, ...
The love within my heart that dwellsKnows nought of days or hours;I hear thee in the Christmas bells,I feel thee ...
O beautiful bright world! for ever young, And now with Wisdom grafted on thy Spring, Why do they slander thee ...
SHE wanders in the April woods, That glisten with the fallen shower; She leans her face against the buds, She ...
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