My Delight and Thy Delight (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
My delight and thy delight Walking, like two angels white, In the gardens of the night: My desire and thy ...
My delight and thy delight Walking, like two angels white, In the gardens of the night: My desire and thy ...
In your hidden memories There are fatal tidings of doom... A curse on sacred traditions, A desecration of happiness; And ...
Oh! did those eyes, instead of fire, With bright, but mild affection shine: Though they might kindle less desire, Love, ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
SOFTLY as brown-eyed Angels rove I will return to thy alcove, And glide upon the night to thee, Treading the ...
THOU, Liberty, thou art my theme; Not such as idle poets dream, Who trick thee up a heathen goddess That ...
I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny they are small, ...
From Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning, please come flying. In a cloud of fiery pale chemicals, ...
We sit together and talk, or smoke in silence. You say (but use no words) 'this night is passing As ...
How can you bear to look at the Neva? How can you bear to cross the bridges?. Not in vain ...
AULD comrade dear, and brither sinner, How's a' the folk about Glenconner? How do you this blae eastlin wind, That's ...
FAIR maid, you need not take the hint, Nor idle texts pursue: 'Twas guilty sinners that he meant, Not Angels ...
O WHA will to Saint Stephen's House, To do our errands there, man? O wha will to Saint Stephen's House ...
Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart ! Unlike our uses and our destinies. Our ministering two angels look surprise ...
WE overstate the ills of life, and take Imagination (given us to bring down The choirs of singing angels overshone ...
Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart! Unlike our uses and our destinies. Our ministering two angels look surprise On ...
We sow the glebe, we reap the corn, We build the house where we may rest, And then, at moments, ...
MY future will not copy fair my past On any leaf but Heaven's. Be fully done Supernal Will ! I ...
The face of all the world is changed, I think, Since first I heard the footsteps of thy soul Move ...
'My future will not copy fair my past'- I wrote that once; and thinking at my side My ministering life-angel ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
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