The South-Wester (George Meredith Poems)
Day of the cloud in fleets! O dayOf wedded white and blue, that sailImmingled, with a footing rayIn shadow-sandals down ...
Day of the cloud in fleets! O dayOf wedded white and blue, that sailImmingled, with a footing rayIn shadow-sandals down ...
By the margent of the seaI would build myself a home.Not by the margent of the sea,But on the hilltop ...
O MOON, Mr. Moon,When you comin' down?Down on the hilltop,Down in the glen,Out in the clearin',To play with little men?Moon, ...
AT nightfall, coming from the wood, I crossed the hilltop's gloomy brow,Where one unsheltered farmhouse stood, Neglected, dark, ...
Play that my knee was a calico mareSaddled and bridled for Bumpville;Leap to the back of this steed, if you ...
No more the scarlet maples flash and burnTheir beacon-fires from hilltop and from plain; The meadow-grasses and the woodland fernIn ...
Ten thousand British, twenty thousand foe;Boers on a hilltop, shelling all they know:Navy men with navy guns, quick and cool ...
O brown are the moors in the grey morning lyingWhere the west wind comes singing o'er wide sea and plain;O ...
Oh, the dance of our Sister!First, over the hilltop she peeps stealthilyand her eyes are shyand she laughs softlyFrom afar ...
When the long day's tramp is over, when the journey's done,I shall dip down from some hilltop at the going ...
A hilltop sought by every soothing breeze That loves the melody of murmuring boughs, Cool shades, green acreage, and antique ...
Only stand high a long enough time your lightning will come; that is what blunts the peaks of redwoods; But ...
a cold bright sun two days to christmas a first-quarter moon at a good vantage-point a small white coffin driven ...
A mason came forth and said, "Speak to us of Houses." And he answered and said: Build of your imaginings ...
In these words of scripture this training he gave on the earth we get a glimpse of the father and ...
Play that my knee was a calico mare Saddled and bridled for Bumpville; Leap to the back of this steed, ...
backroad leafmold stonewall chipmunk underbrush grapevine woodchuck shadblow woodsmoke cowbarn honeysuckle woodpile sawhorse bucksaw outhouse wellsweep backdoor flagstone bulkhead buttermilk ...
You will be walking some night in the comfortable dark of your yard and suddenly a great light will shine ...
I He wakes in darkness. All around are sounds of stones shifting, locks unlocking. As if some one had lifted ...
(1) This is the sea, then, this great abeyance. How the sun's poultice draws on my inflammation. Electrifyingly-colored sherbets, scooped ...
I A wide-spring meadow in a rosy dawn Bedropt with virgin buds; an orient sky Fleeced with a dappled cloud ...
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