Anhelli – Chapter 5 (Juliusz Slowacki Poems)
And so the Shaman and Anhelli made their pilgrimage through the sorrowful countryand over the desolate roads and under the ...
And so the Shaman and Anhelli made their pilgrimage through the sorrowful countryand over the desolate roads and under the ...
When they were come into Faery's CourtThey rang -- no one at home -- all gone to sportAnd dance and ...
They are gone away,No prayers could avail us to longer keepThe ships called out on the unknown deep,We saw them ...
How struggles with the tempest's swellsThat warning of tumultuous bells!The fire is loose! and frantic knells Throb fast and faster,As tower ...
There late was One within whose subtle being,As light and wind within some delicate cloudThat fades amid the blue noon's ...
One night I dreamt that on a shoreOf far-off Eastern lands I stood,And to my ears the breezes boreFaint music ...
This might have been a place for sleep, But, as from that small hollow there Hosts of bright thistledown begin Their dazzling journey ...
I LIFT thee, thus, thou brown and rugged cone,Well poised and high,Between the flowering grasses and the sky;And, as sea-voices ...
A PRAYER FOR GRACE IN DEATH.S' avvien che spesso.What though strong love of life doth flatter me With hope of yet ...
I ALWAYS seem to love you in my dreamsOf force, and right, and nature, full and free;Sleep after sleep, the ...
IN some strange way God understandsHer dreaming lips were fondly pressed,The playful touch of childish handsHer wan cheek lingeringly caressed.With ...
The fields and lanes show fresh and fain Pranked in the jewels of the rain; And the scent that breathes ...
Bring the wine-cup, companions! and let it go round! At its bottom good humor and mirth will be found; Bring ...
O brown brook, O blithe brook, what will you say to meIf I take off my heavy shoon and wade ...
We journey'd on !—the twilight starShone, in its tranquil beauty, o'er us;While, with its thousand lights, afarThe glitt'ring city lay ...
Nay! take the Rose, ere yet its grace,Its freshness, and its bloom, are gone;And be thy heart its resting placeUntil ...
Open your doors and take me in,Spirit of the wood;Wash me clean of dust and din,Clothe me in your mood. ...
Oh! To be a flower Nodding in the sun, Bending, then upspringing As the breezes run; Holding up A scent-brimmed ...
O stay, harmonious and sweet sounds, that die In the long vaultings of this ancient fane! Stay, for I may ...
What delightful hosts are they -- Life and Love! Lingeringly I turn away, This late hour, yet glad enough They ...
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
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