Regrets (Alice Meynell Poems)
As, when the seaward ebbing tide doth pour Out by the low sand spaces,The parting waves slip back to clasp ...
As, when the seaward ebbing tide doth pour Out by the low sand spaces,The parting waves slip back to clasp ...
Here is the record of their splendid days: The curving prow, the tall and stately mast,And all the width and ...
They are so sad to say: no poem tellsThe agony of hearts that dwellsIn lone and last farewells.They are like ...
When you are feeling out of gearAnd blue as indigo; The world devoid of any cheer, Your spirits rather low;Now ...
prudence my love each time you invite me to tea i wonder do i have the appetite for what i ...
The strong shore is my beloved And I am his sweetheart. We are at last united by love, and Then ...
Wrapped in worship holy voices raised singing in the night call each of us in the quiet of our hearts ...
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
A slant of sun on dull brown walls, A forgotten sky of bashful blue. Toward God a mighty hymn, A ...
The room is quiet, thoughts alone People its mute tranquillity; The yoke put on, the long task done, I am, ...
LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The ...
O my beloved city, How many times have I deserted you For the sights and sounds of Babylon? How often ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
I have not brought my Odyssey With me here across the sea; But you'll remember, when I say How, when ...
I I, in my intricate image, stride on two levels, Forged in man's minerals, the brassy orator Laying my ghost ...
(France, August first, 1914) Far and near, high and clear, Hark to the call of War! Over the gorse and ...
Ring your sweet bells; but let them be farewells To the green-vista'd gladness of the past That changed us into ...
(Handbook for Quarreling Lovers)I THOUGHT of offering you apothegms. I might have said, "Dogs bark and the wind carries it ...
WHILE the earth is dark and grey How I laugh within. I know In my breast what ardours gay From ...
In his malodorous brain what slugs and mire, Lanthorned in his oblique eyes, guttering burned! His body lodged a rat ...
Oh, not the loss of the accomplished thing! Not dumb farewells, nor long relinquishment Of beauty had, and golden summer ...
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