Festus – II (Philip James Bailey Poems)
From heaven, soul--like, to earth. It is sundown. MarkThe heart's state, empty and collapsed, the world'sVain pleasures leave us in, ...
From heaven, soul--like, to earth. It is sundown. MarkThe heart's state, empty and collapsed, the world'sVain pleasures leave us in, ...
IA heap of bare and splintery cragsTumbled about by lightning and frost,With rifts and chasms and storm-bleached jags,That wait and ...
Well; I may now receive and die. My sin Indeed is great, but yet I have been in A purgatory, such as ...
Well; I may now receive, and die. My sin Indeed is great, but yet I have been in A purgatory, such as ...
(From _The Shepherd's Hunting_)Seest thou not, in clearest days,Oft thick fogs cloud Heaven's rays?And that vapours which do breatheFrom the ...
The clear eye of morning was cloudless and blue,And the air was all fresh with the fragrance of dew,And the ...
There thou goest, there thou goest, In thy virgin robes arrayed,Pale and drooping, for thou knowest, What true heart thou hast betrayed.Hark! ...
So breaks the day when the returning SunHath newly through his Winter Tropick run,As You (Great Sir!) in this regress ...
She doth tell me where to borrowComfort in the midst of sorrow:Makes the desolatest placeTo her presence be a grace;And ...
Gently thou beckonest from the giant hills The new-born beauty in the emerald sky, And wakening murmurs from the drowsy rills-- O gladsome ...
To have known him, to have loved him After loneness long;And then to be estranged in life, And neither in the wrong;And ...
The Inammoration.ARGUMENT. O, DEUS, aut nullo caleat mihi Pectus ab Igne! Aut solo caleat Pectus ab Igne Tui! Languet ut ...
"Sweet are the rosy memories of the lips That first kiss'd ours, albeit they kiss no more: Sweet is the ...
Is it because for a million years The tide has entered here From cold north ...
When we two walk, my love, on the path The moon makes over the sea, To the ...
"The crimson fires of our lives fading,we lift the festival wreaths from our browswith their unkempt leaves and fallen petals,and ...
PAST the town's clamour is a garden full Of loneness and old greenery; at noon When birds are hush'd, save ...
I drink to home, that is lost,To evil life of mine,To loneness in which we're both,And to your future, fine, ...
I can love both fair and brown, Her whom abundance melts, and her whom want betrays, Her who loves loneness ...
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