Amours De Voyage, Canto I (Arthur Hugh Clough Poems)
Over the great windy waters, and over the clear-crested summits, Unto the sun and the sky, and unto the perfecter ...
Over the great windy waters, and over the clear-crested summits, Unto the sun and the sky, and unto the perfecter ...
The beings of the mind are not of clay; Essentially immortal, they createAnd multiply in us a brigher ray, And ...
What deep wounds ever clos'd without a scar?The heart's bleed longest, and but heal to wearThat which disfigures it. ...
October 14: 1066'Gyrth, is it dawn in the sky that I see? or is all the sky blood?Heavy and sore ...
I There is a man of fifty-four years; He has dyspepsia, it appears; He chooses his food carefully, He pays ...
There is but one place in the world:-Thither where he lies buried! ...
August 26: 1346 At Crecy by Somme in Ponthieu High up on ...
1685_Fear not_, _my child, though the days be dark_, _Never fear_, _he will come again_,_With the long brown hair_, _and ...
Come there ever memories, Harold,Like a half remembered songFrom the time of gladness vanishedDown the distance, oh, so long!Come they ...
JonesAt a musicale, a five-o'clock,Or social jamboree, Tis there the swagger people flock For a bite and a sip of ...
And slight, withal, may be the things which bringBack on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ...
England, cannot thy shores boast bards as great,And hearts as good as ever blest a State?When arts were rude and ...
Here Edward king, lord of the English,sent his soul strong in truth to Christ,in God's safekeeping, his ...
Evil sped the battle playOn the Pope Calixtus' day;Mighty war-smiths, thanes and lords,In Senlac slept the sleep of swords.Harold Earl, ...
The swevens came up round Harold the Earl,Like motes in the sunnes beam;And over him stood the Weird Lady,In her ...
See you the ferny ride that steals Into the oak-woods far? O that was whence they hewed the keels That ...
If it wasn't for the dent he would be making in their budget his antics would be all the more ...
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard his step, She ran on ...
"Reading well is one of the great pleasures that solitude can afford you." -critic Harold Bloom, who first called slam ...
When Blunkett starts to talk like Enoch Powell I think of Harold Wilson's statue in Huddersfield Station Caught striding forward, ...
"Young girls in old Arabia were often buried alive next to their fathers, apparently as sacrifice to the goddesses of ...
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