The School Of The Heart. Lesson The Fifth. (Henry Alford Poems)
From the great sun light flows upon the earth; And every thing that lives this summer morn Looks joyous; all along the ...
From the great sun light flows upon the earth; And every thing that lives this summer morn Looks joyous; all along the ...
Erewhile of Death and human suffering Spoke we, and lingered, as in some dark wood The pilgrim lingers ere he dare approach The ...
My sweet companion, who hast ever been Beside me in all toils, refreshing oft My weary spirit with low whisperings Of hope that ...
The spring is coming round--the buds have burst, And on the coppice--path, and in the bower, The leaping spray of sunlight leaf--inwrought Sports ...
Part I.The Prologue was given by Father Christmas habited in a red robe, with a white beard and an icy ...
He was a blessed father; and he taught Us, his four children (for in that my day There were no schools as ...
Darkly the minster--towers, against the glow of the sunset,Rise from the purple band of mist that beleaguers the city:Golden the ...
MOTHER. So thou hast brought thy bosom full of daisies And gilded celandine. There, pour them forth-- A pretty April snow--storm. Now enfold Thine ...
Methinks I can remember, when a shadeAll soft and flowery was my couch, and IA little naked child with fair ...
Say wilt thou think of me when I'm away,Borne from the threshold and laid in the clay,Past and forgotten for ...
All day long the tear is swelling, Drops, and then anew is swelling, Constant, in its crystal dwelling. All day long, each other ...
I go to the region of dreams, Where a veil is drawn o'er the bright day--beams, And a soft and shadowy mist ...
Where thickest on that eastward hill the grassy mounds are piled, We laid him till the glorious morn beside his waiting ...
Again those heavy tidings. On the breeze Laden with death, they come. A thousand more Stiff on the sod of Tauris: yon ...
Rise, sons of merry England, from mountain and from plain; Let each light up his spirit, let none unmoved remain; The morning ...
Beloved, to whose wedded hand I trust This treasure of sweet song, it is but meet That thou shouldst know its value; ...
Stand up before your GodYou army bold and bright,Saints martyrs and confessorsIn your robes of white;The Church below doth challenge ...
The year is born to--day--methinks it hath A chilly time of it; for down the sky The flaky frost--cloud stretches, and the ...
I have a longing to be free; The soul that in me hides Its mouldering fires, unwillingly Its day of liberation bides. Clouds, that ...
I.IntroductoryIf thou would'st find what holiest men have sought,Communion with the power of Poesy,Empty thy mind of all unquiet thought,--Lay ...
There is an ancient man who dwells Without our parish--bounds, Beyond the poplar--avenue, Across two meadow--grounds; And whensoe'er our two small bells To church call ...
While our shrub--walks darken, And the stars get bright aloft, Still we sit and hearken To the music low and soft; By the old ...
The golden stars keep watch aloft; Unmarked the moments glide along, Save that around me scatters oft Yon nightingale his pearls of song:-- The ...
There is a wood, not far from where I pass My unrecorded hours in pleasant toil;-- Each tangle of the spreading boughs ...
I had the sweetest dream but yesternightAbout the lady of my love:I saw her sitting in a faint green lightWith ...
I thought, if I could go and stand Beside our dear one's grave in Faith, And lift the voice, and stretch the ...
I have found Peace in the bright earth And in the sunny sky: By the low voice of summer seas, And where streams ...
My fairy girl, amidst her mirthful play, Suddenly kneeling, clasps her hands in one, And prays the words she has been taught ...
Out, palsied soul, that dost but tremble ever In sight of the bright sunshine;--mine be joy, And the full heart, and eye ...
Nor is a thankful strain from me not due To you, ye company of cherished flowers, That look upon, throughout the weary ...
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