Sephirah (Morris Rosenfeld Poems)
I asked of my Muse, had she any objection To laughing with me,--not a word for reply!You see, it is Sfere, ...
I asked of my Muse, had she any objection To laughing with me,--not a word for reply!You see, it is Sfere, ...
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:Its loveliness increases; it will neverPass into nothingness; but still will keepA ...
Fair land! of chivalry the old domain,Land of the vine and olive, lovely Spain!Though not for thee with classic shores ...
"THOU, bright Futurity! whose prospect beams, In dawning radiance on our day-light dreams; Whose lambent meteors and ethereal forms Gild ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town ofBrighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.Slow in ...
Worldlings we court not, envy not, nor fear; May Friends to Vertue lend their Ear: While Sinners split on shelves, ...
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
I have travelled in many countries, hard to travel in,And got no result;Giving up pride of birth and position,I have ...
"The winds whistled loud the bleak caverns among, The nightingale fearfully lower'd her song, The moon in dark vapors retir'd; ...
_Stanzas from "Onegin"_Our Northern Winter's fickle Summer,Than Southern Winter scarce more bland--Is undeniably withdrawingOn fleeting footsteps from the land.Soon will ...
"As on a rock's stern brow entranc'd I lay, The deaf'ning surges bursting at my feet, Light Fancy at my ...
WHEN Pleasure gilds thy passing hours,And Hope enwreaths her fairy flowers,And Love appears with playful handTo steal from Time his ...
Supposed to have been written in the New Forest,in early Spring. AS in the woods, where leathery Lichen weavesIts wint'ry ...
The dawn is sprinkling in the eastIts golden shower, as day flows in;Fast mount the pointed shafts of light:Farewell to ...
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its lovliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
When by my solitary hearth I sit, And hateful thoughts enwrap my soul in gloom; When no fair dreams before ...
ALONG the banks where Babel's current flows Our captive bands in deep despondence stray'd, While Zion's fall in sad remembrance ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792. ...
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
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