The Woods Of Westermain (George Meredith Poems)
IEnter these enchanted woods,You who dare.Nothing harms beneath the leavesMore than waves a swimmer cleaves.Toss your heart up with the ...
IEnter these enchanted woods,You who dare.Nothing harms beneath the leavesMore than waves a swimmer cleaves.Toss your heart up with the ...
KULLERVO FINDS HIS TRIBE-FOLK.Kullerwoinen, young magician,In his beauteous, golden ringlets,In his magic shoes of deer-skin,Left the home of IlmarinenWandered forth ...
Year after year, as Summer suns come round, Upon the Calais packet am I found: Thence to Geneva hurried by ...
Bursts from a rending East in flawsThe young green leaflet's harrier, swornTo strew the garden, strip the shaws,And show our ...
512The Soul has Bandaged moments-When too appalled to stir-She feels some ghastly Fright come upAnd stop to look at her-Salute ...
My love is of a birth as rare As 'tis for object strange and high; It was begotten of Despair ...
THE wide streets glimmer in gray solitude.A last belated reveller, roistering by,Jerks out a catch, a spasm as to defyNight, ...
343My Reward for Being, was This.My premium-My Bliss-An Admiralty, less-A Sceptre-penniless-And Realms-just Dross-When Thrones accost my Hands-With "Me, Miss, Me"-I'll ...
Melibæus. WElcome fair Nymphs, most welcome to this shade, Distemp'ring Heats do now the Plains invade: But you may sit, ...
As our mother the Frigate, bepainted and fine, Made play for her bully the Ship of the Line; So we, ...
We never know we go when we are going -- We jest and shut the Door -- Fate -- following ...
So the Eyes accost -- and sunder In an Audience -- Stamped -- occasionally -- forever -- So may Countenance ...
My Reward for Being, was This. My premium -- My Bliss -- An Admiralty, less -- A Sceptre -- penniless ...
I'm saying every day "If I should be a Queen, tomorrow" -- I'd do this way -- And so I ...
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor, No Ear, no Door, No Apprehension of Another Oh, Happy Air! Ethereal Guest at ...
The Soul has Bandaged moments -- When too appalled to stir -- She feels some ghastly Fright come up And ...
'Tis whiter than an Indian Pipe -- 'Tis dimmer than a Lace -- No stature has it, like a Fog ...
"MY First - but don't suppose," he said, "I'm setting you a riddle - Is - if your Victim be ...
Matron! the children of whose love, Each to his grave, in youth have passed, And now the mould is heaped ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
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