The Burden of Nineveh (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
In our Museum galleriesTo-day I lingered o'er the prizeDead Greece vouchsafes to living eyes,-Her Art for ever in fresh wiseFrom ...
In our Museum galleriesTo-day I lingered o'er the prizeDead Greece vouchsafes to living eyes,-Her Art for ever in fresh wiseFrom ...
July: ?gloga Septima. Thomalin & Morrell.Thomalin.IS not thilke same a goteheard prowde, that sittes on yonder bancke, Whose straying heard ...
I travell'd on, seeing the hill, where lay My expectation. ...
I.YOUTHI LOVE to watch the world from here, for allThe numberless living portraits that are drawnUpon the mind. Far over ...
Phoebus make haste, the day's too long, begone, The silent night's the fittest time for moan; But stay this once, ...
"WHAT! dost thou pray that the outgone tide be rolled back on the strand, The flame be rekindled that mounted ...
Thou mayst retire, but think of me When thou art gone afar,Where'er in life thy travels be, If tost along ...
IN her deep bosom the pride settled down-That pride which is a brackish thing like salt; And the life in ...
(For Warren Winslow, Dead At Sea) Let man have dominion over the fishes of the sea and the fowls of ...
I thought it made me look more 'working class' (as if a bit of chequered cloth could bridge that gap!) ...
Jesus there on the shoreline the crowd pressing trying ever, to get closer to him Going out, onto the waters ...
What does it mean to be in exile, when there is no foreign army no conquering horde coming over the ...
High above the reach of the sea, where the brackish water is almost clear, Tectonic plates of ice released by ...
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away When the glow of early thought declines ...
The state with the prettiest name, the state that floats in brackish water, held together by mangrave roots that bear ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Pardon, old fathers, if you still remain Somewhere in ear-shot for the story's end, Old Dublin merchant "free of the ...
(In memoriam C. T. W. Sometime trooper of the Royal Horse Guards obiit H.M. prison, Reading, Berkshire July 7, 1896) ...
Out upon the sand-dunes thrive the coarse long grasses; Herons standing knee-deep in the brackish pool; Overhead the sunset fire ...
Unfathomable Sea! whose waves are years, Ocean of Time, whose waters of deep woe Are brackish with the salt of ...
Oh the green glimmer of apples in the orchard, Lamps in a wash of rain! Oh the wet walk of ...
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