Thyrsis: A Monody (Matthew Arnold Poems)
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village street its ...
Matthew Arnold Poems on Life (37 Poems)
The Scholar-Gyps (Matthew Arnold Poems)
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy wistful flock ...
The Church Of Brou (Matthew Arnold Poems)
ITHE CASTLE Down the Savoy valleys sounding, Echoing round this castle old, 'Mid the distant mountain-chalets Hark! what bell for church is toll'd? In the ...
Epilogue To Lessing’s Laocooen (Matthew Arnold Poems)
One morn as through Hyde Park we walk'd,My friend and I, by chance we talk'dOf Lessing's famed Laocooen;And after we awhile ...
A Summer Night (Matthew Arnold Poems)
In the deserted, moon-blanched street, How lonely rings the echo of my feet! Those windows, which I gaze at, frown, Silent and white, ...
Bacchanalia or The New Age (Matthew Arnold Poems)
IThe evening comes, the fields are still.The tinkle of the thirsty rill,Unheard all day, ascends again;Deserted is the half-mown plain,Silent ...
Geist’s Grave (Matthew Arnold Poems)
Four years!--and didst thou stay aboveThe ground, which hides thee now, but four?And all that life, and all that love,Were ...
A Dream (Matthew Arnold Poems)
Was it a dream? We sail'd, I thought we sail'd,Martin and I, down the green Alpine stream,Border'd, each bank, with ...
Human Life (Matthew Arnold Poems)
What mortal, when he saw,Life's voyage done, his heavenly Friend,Could ever yet dare tell him fearlessly:"I have kept uninfringed my ...
Palladium (Matthew Arnold Poems)
Set where the upper streams of Simois flowWas the Palladium, high 'mid rock and wood;And Hector was in Ilium, far ...
To Marguerite.. (Matthew Arnold Poems)
Yes! in the sea of life enisled,With echoing straits between us thrown,Dotting the shoreless watery wild,We mortal millions live alone.The ...
The Better Part (Matthew Arnold Poems)
Long fed on boundless hopes, O race of man, How angrily thou spurn'st all simpler fare! "Christ," some one says, "was human ...
Absence (Matthew Arnold Poems)
IN THIS fair stranger's eyes of greyThine eyes, my love, I see.I shudder: for the passing dayHad borne me far ...
Immortality (Matthew Arnold Poems)
Foil'd by our fellow-men, depress'd, outworn,We leave the brutal world to take its way,And, Patience! in another life, we sayThe ...
Cadmus and Harmonia (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Far, far from here, The Adriatic breaks in a warm bay Among the green Illyrian hills; and there The sunshine ...
From the Hymn of Empedocles (Matthew Arnold Poem)
IS it so small a thing To have enjoy'd the sun, To have lived light in the spring, To have ...
Mycerinus (Matthew Arnold Poem)
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
To a Republican Friend (Matthew Arnold Poem)
God knows it, I am with you. If to prize Those virtues, priz'd and practis'd by too few, But priz'd, ...
Progress (Matthew Arnold Poem)
The Master stood upon the mount, and taught. He saw a fire in his disciples' eyes; 'The old law', they ...
The Strayed Reveller (Matthew Arnold Poem)
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
Obermann Once More (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Thyrsis, a Monody (Matthew Arnold Poem)
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
Lines Written in Kensington Gardens (Matthew Arnold Poem)
In this lone, open glade I lie, Screen'd by deep boughs on either hand; And at its end, to stay ...
Strayed Reveller, The (Matthew Arnold Poem)
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
Worldly Place (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Even in a palace, life may be led well! So spake the imperial sage, purest of men, Marcus Aurelius. But ...
Buried Life, The (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Rugby Chapel (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
To Marguerite (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Yes! in the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal ...
Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
The Buried Life (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...