A Calendar of Sonnets: April (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
No days such honored days as these! While yet Fair Aphrodite reigned, men seeking wide For some fair thing which ...
No days such honored days as these! While yet Fair Aphrodite reigned, men seeking wide For some fair thing which ...
Blest be the God of love, Who gave me eyes, and light, and power this day, Both to be busy, ...
What pleasures have great princes? These: to know Themselves reputed mad with pride or power; To speak few words -- ...
Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly And leave no sound: nor piety, Or prayers, or vow Can keep the wrinkle ...
Would we attain the happiest State, That is design'd us here; No Joy a Rapture must create, No Grief beget ...
Oh, may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their ...
Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told ...
How blind the toil that burrows like the mole, In winding graveyard pathways underground, For Browning's lineage! What if men ...
Oh, let me not serve so, as those men serve Whom honour's smokes at once fatten and starve; Poorly enrich't ...
Where, like a pillow on a bed A pregnant bank swell'd up to rest The violet's reclining head, Sat we ...
The Lassitudes of Contemplation Beget a force They are the spirit's still vacation That him refresh -- The Dreams consolidate ...
Have pity ! show no pity ! Those eyes that send such shivers Into my ...
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
Have pity ! show no pity ! Those eyes that send such shivers Into my ...
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
O YOUNG through all thy immemorial years! Rise, Mother, rise, regenerate from thy gloom, And, like a bride high-mated with ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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