Dennis Shand (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
THE shadows fall along the wall, It's night at Haye-la-Serre; The maidens ...
THE shadows fall along the wall, It's night at Haye-la-Serre; The maidens ...
"Silent he stalk'd, and ever and anon He shudder'd, and turn'd back, saying, ""Who follows?"" Horror had blanch'd his check; ...
A burning glass of burnished brass, The calm sea caught the noontide rays,And sunny slopes of golden grass And wastes ...
He lifted up his pleading eyes, And scanned each cruel face, Where cold and brutal cowardice Had left its evil ...
HE had said, "Thank God for my body obscene,For the lust that oppresses life, choking me;Hereby shall I prove my ...
Oh! the orator's voice is a mighty power,As it echoes from shore to shore,And the fearless pen has more sway ...
The Orchard-PitPiled deep below the screening apple-branch They lie with bitter apples in their hands: And some are only ancient ...
Sons of Freedom, rise once more'Gainst a foe upon our shore,Deadlier than all foes of yore; Down with Slavery!Slavery's hounds ...
Methought a great wind swept across the earth,And all the toilers perished. Then I sawPale terror blanch the rosy face ...
There is a Languor of the Life More imminent than Pain -- 'Tis Pain's Successor -- When the Soul Has ...
I cannot dance upon my Toes -- No Man instructed me -- But oftentimes, among my mind, A Glee possesseth ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
1 SAUNTERING the pavement, or riding the country by-road-lo! such faces! Faces of friendship, precision, caution, suavity, ideality; The spiritual, ...
1 I WANDER all night in my vision, Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping and stopping, Bending with ...
While about the shore of Mona those Neronian legionaries Burnt and broke the grove and altar of the Druid and ...
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
CHORUS If with voice of words or prayers thy sons may reach thee, We thy latter sons, the men thine ...
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
I I took the clock down from the shelf; "At eight," said I, "I shoot myself." It lacked a minute ...
High, on the Solitude of Alpine Hills, O'er-topping the grand imag'ry of Nature, Where one eternal winter seem'd to reign; ...
Close on the margin of a brawling brook That bathes the low dell's bosom, stands a Cot; O'ershadow'd by broad ...
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