Bianca Among The Nightingales (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
The cypress stood up like a church That night we felt our love would hold, And saintly moonlight seemed to ...
The cypress stood up like a church That night we felt our love would hold, And saintly moonlight seemed to ...
Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore Alone upon the threshold of ...
TO my friend Butts I write My first vision of light, On the yellow sands sitting. The sun was emitting ...
Come, kings, and listen to my song: When Gwin, the son of Nore, Over the nations of the North His ...
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On ...
And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On ...
O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down Thro' the clear windows of the morning, turn Thine angel eyes upon ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On ...
And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
Is this a holy thing to see. In a rich and fruitful land. Babes reduced to misery. Fed with cold ...
Awake, awake my little Boy! Thou wast thy Mother's only joy: Why dost thou weep in thy gentle sleep? Awake! ...
And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On ...
Maud went to college. Sadie stayed home. Sadie scraped life With a fine toothed comb. She didn't leave a tangle ...
The good man. He is still enhancer, renouncer. In the time of detachment, in the time of the vivid heather ...
having the low down blues and going into a restraunt to eat. you sit at a table. the waitress smiles ...
I. The grey sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little ...
I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at ...
We walk in a world that is strange and unknown And in the midst of the crowd we still feel ...
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