The Making Of Man (John White Chadwick Poems)
As the insect from the rock Takes the color of its wing;As the boulder from the shock Of the ocean's rhythmic swingMakes ...
As the insect from the rock Takes the color of its wing;As the boulder from the shock Of the ocean's rhythmic swingMakes ...
SLOW toiling upward from' the misty vale,I leave the bright enamelled zones below;No more for me their beauteous bloom shall ...
Love me--and I will give into your handsThe rare, enamelled jewels of my lands,Flowers red and blue,Tender with air and ...
Dawn-cool, dew-coolGleams the surface of my poolBird haunted, fern enchanted,Where but tempered spirits rule;Stars do not trace their mystic linesIn ...
Not in this green retreatHowever beautiful, while Summer launchesHer odors and soft airs through swaying branches;—Though wild flowers court our ...
TO FLORA. I.Hear, lovely Chloris, while we sing to thee!Thou restest now beneath some shady tree,Near a swift brook, upon ...
With nice observance of the rulesAnd precepts of the pastoral schools,A shepherdess, as fair as pure, ,Beneath a hedgerow sat ...
She wore a sweet pink bonnet, The sweetest ever known: And as I gazed upon it, My heart ...
Past the despairing wail—And the bright banquets of the Elysian vale Melt every care away!Delight, that breathes and moves forever,Glides ...
I went to Love's old treasure house last night, Alone, when all the world was still — asleep, And saw ...
About the Emperor's thumb revolving,Mouthed by Manchu's enamelled dragon;Upon the damasked barge, dissolvingWithin the deep Egyptian flagon;Downcast before the swine ...
Thrice, and above, blest, my soul's half, art thou, In thy both last and better vow; Could'st leave the city, ...
(for matt - 15) in the first seven years you choose your howdah having by then bare inklings of a ...
My Soul -- accused me -- And I quailed -- As Tongue of Diamond had reviled All else accused me ...
MADONNA, mistress, I would build for thee An altar deep in the sad soul of me; And in the darkest ...
The island dreams under the dawn And great boughs drop tranquillity; The peahens dance on a smooth lawn, A parrot ...
O make me a mask and a wall to shut from your spies Of the sharp, enamelled eyes and the ...
Past the despairing wail-- And the bright banquets of the Elysian vale Melt every care away! Delight, that breathes and ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, ...
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