Sonnet CXCIV: “Three seasons only in his calendar” (George Henry Boker Poems)
Three seasons only in his calendar My love has counted. First came opening spring, When love put forth, a weak ...
Three seasons only in his calendar My love has counted. First came opening spring, When love put forth, a weak ...
A LITTLE trellis stood beside my head, And all the tiny fruitage of its vine Fashioned a shadowy cover to ...
Tang of fruitage in the air; Red boughs bursting everywhere; Shimmering of seeded grass; Hooded gentians all a'mass. Warmth of ...
Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home: At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth, Like to bubbles when ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
The shell of objects inwardly consumed Will stand, till some convulsive wind awakes; Such sense hath Fire to waste the ...
I envy every flower that blows Along the meadow where she goes, And every bird that sings to her, And ...
England, with all thy faults, I love thee still-- My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
I Oh Galuppi, Baldassaro, this is very sad to find! I can hardly misconceive you; it would prove me deaf ...
The ripest peach is highest on the tree -- And so her love, beyond the reach of me, Is dearest ...
Her hair was, oh, so dense a blur Of darkness, midnight envied her; And stars grew dimmer in the skies ...
There was a cherry-tree. Its bloomy snows Cool even now the fevered sight that knows No more its airy visions ...
Mother of musings, Contemplation sage, Whose grotto stands upon the topmost rock Of Teneriffe; 'mid the tempestuous night, On which, ...
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
A CABIN on the mountain side hid in a grassy nook Where door and windows open wide that friendly stars ...
There is a fenceless garden overgrown With buds and blossoms and all sorts of leaves; And once, among the roses ...
Out of lemon flowers loosed on the moonlight, love's lashed and insatiable essences, sodden with fragrance, the lemon tree's yellow ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
To-day the woods are trembling through and through With shimmering forms, that flash before my view, Then melt in green ...
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