Pictures Of The Rhine (George Meredith Poems)
I The spirit of Romance dies not to those Who hold a kindred spirit in their souls: Even as the ...
I The spirit of Romance dies not to those Who hold a kindred spirit in their souls: Even as the ...
The night hung o'er Virginia's forest wild, Stately with beauty unsurpassed beforeShone the full moon serenely; and the windAs it ...
Could I Sing, this Would be My SongOf Tarantula, Weaving web of silken woof;House complete from floor to roof;Perfect, safe, ...
How swift they go, Life's many years, With their winds of woe And their storms of tears,And ...
Let us seek the modest May,She is down in the glen,Hiding and abidingFrom the common gaze of men,Where the silver ...
There stood a low and ivied roof,As gazing rustics tell,In times of chivalry and song'Yclept the holy well.Above the ivies' ...
IFrom twig to twig the spider weavesAt noon his webbing fine.So near to mute the zephyrs fluteThat only leaflets dance.The ...
BONNIE wee laddies, and rosy-check'd lassies,Joyfully trotting to Kindergart classes,How gaily you march to the music of duty;Pictures and poems ...
WHERE shall ye lay me? not in foreign climes, Where stranger winds would sadly waft the unaccustom'd chimes; Where my ...
To find with you the earliestWillow-buds before their silver turns to gold,And the first previous buttercup and cyclamen that blossomEre ...
All these months of heat and drought,Baked within, and burnt without;Cattle dying in our regions,Drifts of dust and insect legions;Every ...
THE thronged boughs of the shadowy sycamoreStill bear young leaflets half the summer through;From when the robin 'gainst the unhidden ...
Once in the wind of morning I ranged the thymy wold; The world-wide air was azure And all the brooks ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
So bashful when I spied her! So pretty -- so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find -- ...
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure ...
After the uprising of the 17th June The Secretary of the Writers Union Had leaflets distributed in the Stalinallee Stating ...
You want me to tell you a story, a yarn of the firin' line, Of our thin red kharki 'eroes, ...
Many a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of Misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, ...
Love is enough: it grew up without heeding In the days when ye knew not its name nor its measure, ...
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