Cito Pede Preterit Aetas (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
A mellower light doth Sol afford,His meridian glare has pass'dAnd the trees on the broad and sloping swardTheir length'ning shadows ...
A mellower light doth Sol afford,His meridian glare has pass'dAnd the trees on the broad and sloping swardTheir length'ning shadows ...
LET this acquaint my dearest friend,That I to make a glove intend,Or pair of gloves; and, therefore, IFor your directions ...
Whence is that pow'r, whose awful magic call,Imperious bids the astonish'd world attend,Before whose shrine adoring myriads fall,To whom the ...
(Written in her seventeenth year.)And this was once the realm of nature, whereWild as the wind, tho' exquisitely fair,She breath'd ...
"Where are ye, friend of my youth? And echo answered, 'Where!'"Where are ye, dear companions of my youth? I gaze around and ...
Fear has to do with sacred things,And more than all from Pity springs.Two school-girls once--the time is past,But ever will ...
Yes! I can suffer, sink with pain,With anguish I can ill sustain;Till not a hope has strength to spring,Till scarce ...
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
Say, lovely youth, that dost my heart command,Can Phaon's eyes forget his Sappho's hand?Must then her name the wretched writer ...
"BEAUTY reclin'd beneath the shade; Blooming Health before her play'd; Her golden tresses kissed the wind. Meek Content, with placid ...
"The winds whistled loud the bleak caverns among, The nightingale fearfully lower'd her song, The moon in dark vapors retir'd; ...
IS there on earth a charm more firmly binds,Than gentle gratitude congenial minds?That Goddess now, at whose soft shrine I ...
Oft have we parted Love! beforeWith prospects darkly shadow'd o'er,But never have we sunder'd yet,With such wild hopelessness as now,Since ...
Base is the purpose of this Epic Song,Baneful its powers: but, oh, the Poesy("What can it less when Sun-born GENIUS ...
And slight, withal, may be the things which bringBack on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ...
STILL as the circling months successive climb,With ling'ring footsteps, up the steep of time,Bleak February frowns in his return,And crowns ...
O mountain wild, on thee I gaze,Tho' clouds and storms upon thee lie;For gleams o' sunshine break on thee,Like the ...
She knelt in pray'r before th' eternal throneOf the Most High,—her streaming eyes uprais'd,—Her white hands clasp'd convulsively,—her cheek,With the ...
Keats I admire thine upward daring Soul,Thine eager grasp at immortalityI deem within thy reach; -- rejoic'd I seeThee spurn, ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
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