Sonnet LI: “Leander swimming towards the Mysian shore” (George Henry Boker Poems)
LILeander swimming towards the Mysian shore, Saw not the waves that curled above his head, Nor the deep hollows, desolate ...
LILeander swimming towards the Mysian shore, Saw not the waves that curled above his head, Nor the deep hollows, desolate ...
Why died I not before that fatal morn, That thunder'd in mine ears, "Thy Child is gone; "Thy Joys are ...
By some strange antepast I have consumedIn a former star foregone the fruits of this;And frost and dust commingle in ...
PALER, paler, day by day,Waxeth wordless Eva Gray,Wasting through the heart away!How shall those who wish her well,Lift the shadow ...
O gather me the rose, the rose, While yet in flower we find it, For summer smiles, but summer goes, ...
I I heard a small sad sound, And stood awhile among the tombs around: "Wherefore, old friends," said I, "are ...
Even tonight will pass into memory's oblivion, doomed, despite an ardent reunion of once estranged yet precisely matched parts, to ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
HEARKEN, oh hearken! let your souls behind you Turn, gently moved! Our voices feel along the Dread to find you, ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with Lot In that first war, and had his realm restored But rendered ...
Once more the gate behind me falls; Once more before my face I see the moulder'd Abbey-walls, That stand within ...
I. Dead and gone, the days we had together, Shadow-stricken all the lights that shone Round them, flown as flies ...
I. Gone, O gentle heart and true, Friend of hopes foregone, Hopes and hopeful days with you Gone? Days of ...
Between the wave-ridge and the strand I let you forth in sight of land, Songs that with storm-crossed wings and ...
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of ...
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of ...
WHEN to the Sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of ...
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of ...
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of ...
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of ...
I cannot tell you how it was, But this I know: it came to pass Upon a bright and sunny ...
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