The Dragon-Fly (Walter Savage Landor Poems)
Life (priest and poet say) is but a dream; I wish no happier one than to be laid Beneath a ...
Life (priest and poet say) is but a dream; I wish no happier one than to be laid Beneath a ...
"Do you remember me? or are you proud?" Lightly advancing thro' her star-trimm'd crowd, Ianthe said, and lookt into my ...
Ianthe! you are call'd to cross the sea! A path forbidden me! Remember, while the Sun his blessing sheds Upon ...
When the buds began to burst, Long ago, with Rose the First I was walking; joyous then Far above all ...
I entreat you, Alfred Tennyson, Come and share my haunch of venison. I have too a bin of claret, Good, ...
Tanagra! think not I forget Thy beautifully-storey'd streets; Be sure my memory bathes yet In clear Thermodon, and yet greets ...
I strove with none, for none was worth my strife: Nature I loved, and, next to Nature, Art: I warm'd ...
Mild is the parting year, and sweet The odour of the falling spray; Life passes on more rudely fleet, And ...
Soon, O Ianthe! life is o'er, And sooner beauty's heavenly smile: Grant only (and I ask no more), Let love ...
Here, ever since you went abroad, If there be change, no change I see, I only walk our wonted road, ...
Lately our poets loiter'd in green lanes, Content to catch the ballads of the plains; I fancied I had strength ...
Very true, the linnets sing Sweetest in the leaves of spring: You have found in all these leaves That which ...
I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife. Nature I loved and, next to Nature, Art: I warm'd ...
WHY, why repine, my pensive friend, At pleasures slipp'd away? Some the stern Fates will never lend, And all refuse ...
Welcome, old friend! These many years Have we lived door by door; The fates have laid aside their shears Perhaps ...
HERE, ever since you went abroad, If there be change no change I see: I only walk our wonted road, ...
Mother, I cannot mind my wheel; My fingers ache, my lips are dry: Oh! if you felt the pain I ...
The Year's twelve daughters had in turn gone by, Of measured pace tho' varying mien all twelve, Some froward, some ...
Ah, what avails the sceptred race! Ah, what the form divine! What every virtue, every grace! Rose Aylmer, all were ...
'Do you remember me? or are you proud?' Lightly advancing thro' her star-trimm'd crowd, Ianthe said, and look'd into my ...
An ancient chestnut's blossoms threw Their heavy odour over two: Leucippe, it is said, was one; The other, then, was ...
To my ninth decade I have tottered on, And no soft arm bends now my steps to steady; She, who ...
I strove with none, for none was worth my strife. Nature I loved and, next to Nature, Art: I warm'd ...
Struggling, and faint, and fainter didst thou wane, O Moon! and round thee all thy starry train Came forth to ...
Why, why repine, my pensive friend, At pleasures slipp'd away? Some the stern Fates will never lend, And all refuse ...
Past ruined Ilion Helen lives, Alcestis rises from the shades. Verse calls them forth; 'tis verse that gives Immortal youth ...
REMAIN, ah not in youth alone! --Tho' youth, where you are, long will stay-- But when my summer days are ...
The chrysolites and rubies Bacchus brings To crown the feast where swells the broad-vein'd brow, Where maidens blush at what ...
In Clementina's artless mien Lucilla asks me what I see, And are the roses of sixteen Enough for me? Lucilla ...
Well I remember how you smiled To see me write your name upon The soft sea-sand . . . "O! ...
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