Under The Olives (Bessie Rayner Parkes Poems)
SEATED in a Moorish garden On the Sahel of Algiers, Wandering breezes brought the burden Of its history in past ...
SEATED in a Moorish garden On the Sahel of Algiers, Wandering breezes brought the burden Of its history in past ...
THOU that wouldst enter here, Hold thy breath inward with an holy fear; Put off thy shoes, thou in this ...
WRITTEN FOR THE ANNIVERSARY OF HIS BIRTH, JANUARY 25, 1859.A HUNDRED years ago, when George was King, The second monarch ...
TIME rolls, and month by month The upwelling blood of Nature fills her veins, And the bright wooing sun From ...
WHAT art thou, and what hidest thou, Thou veil of fair material sense, So thin, of baffling permanence? What art ...
TWAS on a Sabbath morning that we wandered in the wood, Where near three thousand years ago the ancient Veii ...
FINE and strong 'T has stood for long, Jetting up its slender lances Far athwart the arched sky, On whose ...
DEEM not thy labours or thy sufferings hard; The weary traveller makes a tuneless bard. Wouldst thou to raise and ...
WE dwelt in an old palace near to Rome; It was decay'd from its magnificence, But not less beautiful than ...
LITTLE yellow darling, Delicate and pale, Can thy gentle loveliness Brook such a wintry gale, That nestled by this rushing ...
TO lead a life divine? This is the question which, with upward strife, Earth to herself proposes, asking ever, "How ...
WHO is the Poet? He who sings Of high, abstruse, and hidden things,-- Or rather he who with a liberal ...
I WAS a painter; if I lov'd Her glorious face too much, It was that thought had carv'd its lines,-- ...
ACROSS the broad Campagna fell The softly dropping rain, Obscured the hills I love so well, And blotted out the ...
WITHIN a little room Doth one dear Painter sit, 'Tis fringed with Summer bloom, And the ivy drops o'er it: ...
ST. LAURENCE is a church beside the sea, Kissed by the southern wind perpetually. Those who may care to make ...
WE stand together on the deck, Around us twilight falleth fast, And the soft rain of autumn bears Its welcome ...
DEEP heart and earnest eyes Seeking for rest, Finding a weight that lies Cold on thy breast, Musing on nearest ...
OH! thoughts of Genius, cloth'd in hues divine, And sanctifying this time-honour'd spot,-- Oh! sacrifices on the holy shrine Of ...
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