Rhodon And Iris. Act III (Ralph Knevet Poems)
SCEN. 1.Clematis Solo Well, if I were but once rid of her service, If I ever serv'd love-sicke mistris againe, I would feed all ...
SCEN. 1.Clematis Solo Well, if I were but once rid of her service, If I ever serv'd love-sicke mistris againe, I would feed all ...
I.OVER the valley the storm-clouds blow,Dark and low;The wild air whitens with flying snow.Through the timber two lovers ride,Side by ...
1.I went out into the night of quiet stars;I looked up at the wheeling heavens, at the mysterious firmament;I thought ...
Absence.Neglected, now, behold my Tresses flow:Nor sparkling Diamonds on my Fingers glow.All plain, and cheap, the humble Weeds I wear:No ...
THE husband's dire mishap, and silly maid,In ev'ry age, have proved the fable's aid;The fertile subject never will be dry:'Tis ...
A narrow girdle of rough stones and crags,A rude and natural causeway, interposedBetween the water and a winding slopeOf copse ...
I take their hands with placid smileAnd words which social rules enforce,Though sadly conscious all the whileOf something very like ...
Hadst thou liv'd in days of old,O what wonders had been toldOf thy lively countenance,And thy humid eyes that danceIn ...
(Lines read at the dinner given to Mr. and Mrs. E. J. de Coppert on the twenty-fifth anniversary of their ...
Let him that will ascend, the tottering SeatOf courtly Grandeur, and become as greatAs are his mounting Wishes: As for ...
Me since your fair ambition bowsFeodary to those gracious brows,Is nothing mine will not confessYour sovran sweet rapaciousness?Though use to ...
I have been long without a home, And yearned too much for one; And scanty are the deeds of faith ...
He sat upon a fallen log And heaved a long, deep sigh.His gnarled hand fondling his old dog As his ...
I LOVE it, yet I hardly can tell why -My studio with its window to the sky,Far up above the ...
By myself walking,To myself talking,When as I ruminateOn my untoward fate,Scarcely seem IAlone sufficiently,Black thoughts continuallyCrowding my privacy;They come unbidden,Like ...
To my quick ear the Leaves-conferred-The Bushes-they were Bells-I could not find a PrivacyFrom Nature's sentinels-In Cave if I presumed ...
Angelic minds, they say, by simple intelligence Behold the Forms of nature. They discern Unerringly the Archtypes, all the verities ...
"Relinquunt Omnia Servare Rem Publicam." The old South Boston Aquarium stands in a Sahara of snow now. Its broken windows ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
Though clock, To tell how night draws hence, I've none, A cock I have to sing how day draws on: ...
HERE, Here I live with what my board Can with the smallest cost afford; Though ne'er so mean the viands ...
In this blue light I can take you there, snow having made me a world of bone seen through to. ...
My familiar ghost again Comes to see what he can see, Critic, son of Conscious Brain, Spying on our privacy. ...
And the weaver said, "Speak to us of Clothes." And he answered: Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet ...
In our repenting our confession to God in the privacy of our hearts repenting of our sin Our sin taken ...
THE husband's dire mishap, and silly maid, In ev'ry age, have proved the fable's aid; The fertile subject never will ...
Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told ...
We must have clamored for the same mother, hurried for the same womb. I know it now as I read ...
To my quick ear the Leaves -- conferred -- The Bushes -- they were Bells -- I could not find ...
We are honored and humble and earnest to share in events which would happen although we weren't there, a trifling ...
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