Sonnet XLVI.” Each morn the same sun rises on our day” (Henry Alford Poems)
Each morn the same sun rises on our day, Measuring with every year his usual round; The merry bells that for our ...
Each morn the same sun rises on our day, Measuring with every year his usual round; The merry bells that for our ...
Nowe warlike Hector doth depart with Paris out the towne,They willing both in armes to shewe some deede of great ...
"'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun,If that hypothesis of theirs be sound'Said Ida; 'let us down and ...
Swept from his fleet upon that fatal night When great Poseidon's sudden-veering wrath Scattered the happy homeward-floating Greeks Like foam-flakes ...
Three times the glorious god of light, and life, Along the sapphire pavement of the sky Careering,--through the immense of ...
.Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want ...
Listen to the Poet's story Of an ancient bell,Freighted with its wreaths of glory, With its fate as well:On Alhambra's ...
Fear? Yes_ . . . I heard you saying In an Oxford common-room Where the hearth-light's kindly raying Stript the ...
Sing me the men ere thisWho, to the gate that isA cloven pearl uprapt,The big white bars betweenWith dying eyes ...
For years eighteen she, patient soul,Her eyes had graveward sent;Her earthly life was lapt in dole,She was so bowed and ...
Methought, through many years and lands, I sped along an arrowy flood,That leapt and lapt my face and hands, I ...
"Dimpled and flushed and dewy pink he lies, Crumpled and tossed and lapt in snowy bands; Aimlessly reaching with his ...
Now are they come unto the place of quiet,Into the heart of silence, where God is,Far, far away from all ...
MORNING gleam and sunset glow,(Far away and long ago)Light that lapt the world in blissRound the white Acropolis;Set the many-twinkling ...
En l'an trentiesme do mon aage Que toutes mes hontes j'ay beues... PIPIT sate upright in her chair Some distance ...
Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want ...
At break of day the College Portress came: She brought us Academic silks, in hue The lilac, with a silken ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
Behold this little volume here inrolde: 'Tis the Almighty's present to the world: Hearken earth's earth; each sencelesse thing can ...
Upon his way to rob a Bank He paused to watch a fire; Though crowds were pressing rank on rank ...
The Year's twelve daughters had in turn gone by, Of measured pace tho' varying mien all twelve, Some froward, some ...
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