The Lover Of The Queen Of Sheba (Arthur Symons Poems)
To SAROJINI NAIDU A YOUTH OF SHEBA. THE QUEEN OF SHEBA. THE HERALD. ...
To SAROJINI NAIDU A YOUTH OF SHEBA. THE QUEEN OF SHEBA. THE HERALD. ...
Can I, my friend, with thee condole?— Can I conceive the woes that try men,When late repentance racks the soul ...
Returning in the autumn days From what to us were ...
Who can bring healing to her heart's despair, Her whole rich sum of happiness lies there! ~ CROLY. Pale is ...
I. O YE in all the world who love true Song, Be gentle to the singers who uplift In innocent ...
At gauzy dusk, thin haze like cigarette smoke ribbons past Chrysler Building's silver fins tapering delicately needletopped, Empire State's taller ...
(OPENING OF THE CALIFORNIA THEATRE, SAN FRANCISCO, JANUARY 19, 1870)Brief words, when actions wait, are well:The prompter's hand is on ...
I HAVE not yet I could have loved thee, sweet; Nor know I wherefore, thou being all thou art,The ...
A rainless darkness drew o'er the lakeAs we lay in our boat with oars unshipped.It seemed neither cloud nor water ...
There by the window in the old housePerched on the bluff, overlooking miles of valley,My days of labor closed, sitting ...
BRIGHT Lake of Thun! thou hast the power to woo My soul to silence with thy wavering show Of mead ...
THAT she may languish in her sumptuous flat,Ten thousand acres sweat with wool andwheat;That she may lunch, maids tend her ...
Though I am faithful to my loves lived through, And place them among Memory's great stars, Where burns a face ...
When the column of light on the waters is glassed, As blent in one glow seem the shine and the ...
The pastor, in the makeshift pulpit at the lectern, far from the vaulted ceilings, far from the stain glassed sanctuary ...
When the column of light on the waters is glassed, As blent in one glow seem the shine and the ...
Can I, my friend, with thee condole?-- Can I conceive the woes that try men, When late repentance racks the ...
IN the wet dusk silver sweet, Down the violet scented ways, As I moved with quiet feet I was met ...
You are a friend then, as I make it out, Of our man Shakespeare, who alone of us Will put ...
There by the window in the old house Perched on the bluff, overlooking miles of valley, My days of labor ...
Look where a three-point star shall weave his beam Into the slumb'rous tissue of some stream, Till his bright self ...
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