A Dialogue At Fiesole (Alfred Austin Poems)
HE.Halt here awhile. That mossy-cushioned seatIs for your queenliness a natural throne;As I am fitly couched on this low sward,Here ...
HE.Halt here awhile. That mossy-cushioned seatIs for your queenliness a natural throne;As I am fitly couched on this low sward,Here ...
Ugliest little boythat everyone ever saw.That is what everyone said.Even to his mother it was apparent-when the blue-aproned nurse came ...
Lift up thine eyes, sweet Psyche! What is she That those soft fringes timidly should fall Before her, and thy spiritual brow Be ...
I have found violets. April hath come on, And the cool winds feel softer, and the rain Falls in the beaded drops ...
Non numero horas nisi serenasWhen Fall drowns morns in mist, it seemsIn soul I am a part of it;A portion ...
WHAT can I write in thee, O dainty book, About whose daintiness faint perfume lingers- Into whose pages dainty ladies ...
Now, when our Lord was come to eighteen years,The King commanded that there should be builtThree stately houses, one of ...
How swiftly, once, on silvery feetI saw thee bound beneath the sun!Oh, savage innocence! The fleet,The wild, the sweet, the ...
The cherry-coloured velvet of your cloak Time hath not soiled: its fair embroideries Gleam as when centuries ago they spoke ...
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