Week-End (Harold Monro Poems)
IThe train! The twleve o'clock for paradise. Hurry, or it will try to creep away.Out in the country every one is ...
IThe train! The twleve o'clock for paradise. Hurry, or it will try to creep away.Out in the country every one is ...
I.'Tis not too arduous an essay,To tread resolved the gospel-way;The sensual instinct to control,And warm with purer fire the soul.Nature ...
Upon a bank, easeless with knobs of gold,Beneath a canopy of noonday smoke,I saw a measureless Beast, morose and bold,With ...
"I would not live alway,"Why should I wish to stay,Now, when grown old and grey,Enduring slow decay?When power to do ...
Accurs?d to the Medes, as to himself, That fatal hour when,--mad with fiercest hate,-- His private wrong on one man ...
I.THE flowing night awoken from my sleepRevealed a world of glory, while I stoodWatching the hazy, creeping ocean sweepOut of ...
Oh, but the heavenly grammar did I holdOf that high speech which angels' tongues turn gold!So should her deathless beauty ...
Friend to the wretch whom every friend forsakes,I woo thee, Death! — Life and all its joysI leave to those ...
LIFE! I know not what thou art, But know that thou and I must part; And when, or how, or ...
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