The Day Of The Daughter Of Hades (George Meredith Poems)
IHe who has looked upon EarthDeeper than flower and fruit,Losing some hue of his mirth,As the tree striking rock at ...
IHe who has looked upon EarthDeeper than flower and fruit,Losing some hue of his mirth,As the tree striking rock at ...
But when the days were numbered, then befellThe parting of our Lord — which was to be —Whereby came wailing ...
AN EPISTLE TO ROBERT LLOYD. Contrarius evehor orbi.--OVID, Met. lib. ii.When foes insult, and prudent friends dispense,In pity's strains, the ...
At the coming up of Phoebus the all-luminous charioteer,Double-visaged stand the mountains in imperial multitudes,And with shadows dappled men sing ...
Cambodunum, Cambodunum, how I love the sound o' t' name! Roman sowdiers belt a fort here, ...
Ye in the age gone by,Who ruled the world—a world how lovely then!—And guided still the steps of happy men ...
"September afternoon. The farmers' teams In Belford all along the straggling street Stamped drowsily at flies. The rough board walk ...
THE cock has crow'd an hour ago, 'Tis time we now dull sleep forego; Tir'd Nature is by sleep redress'd, ...
THE gorse is yellow on the heath, The banks with speedwell flowers are gay, The oaks are budding; and beneath, ...
So now the horses of Aiakides, off wide of the war-ground,Wept, since first they were ware ...
From this windy bridge at rest,In some former curious hour,We have watched the city's hue,All along the orange west,Cupola and ...
Our ruler to the hunt proceeds; And black as iron are his steeds That heed the charioteer's command, Who holds ...
Get thee behind me. Even as, heavy-curled,Stooping against the wind, a charioteerIs snatched from out his chariot by the hair,So ...
God of the golden bow, And of the golden lyre, And of the golden hair, And of the golden fire, ...
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
Ye in the age gone by, Who ruled the world--a world how lovely then!-- And guided still the steps of ...
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his ...
Give to imagination some pure light In human form to fix it, or you shame The devils with that hideous ...
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining ...
Like the vain Curlings of the Watry maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking Weight does raise; So Man, declining ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
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