Clifton Grove (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Lo! in the west, fast fades the lingering light,And day's last vestige takes its silent flight.No more is heard the ...
Lo! in the west, fast fades the lingering light,And day's last vestige takes its silent flight.No more is heard the ...
THE SPIRE OF STRASBURG CATHEDRAL.Night and storm. LUCIFER, with the Powers of theAir, trying to tear down the Cross. _Lucifer._ HASTEN! ...
At that dread season when th' indignant NorthPour'd to vain wars her tardy numbers forth,When Frederic bent his ear to ...
IA heap of bare and splintery cragsTumbled about by lightning and frost,With rifts and chasms and storm-bleached jags,That wait and ...
Warm'd by the summer sun's meridian ray,As underneath a spreading oak I layContemplating the mighty load of woe,In search of ...
With some pot-fury, ravish'd from their wit, They sit and muse on some no-vulgar writ: As frozen dunghills in a winter's morn, That ...
SONG1-Sweet Echo, sweetest nymph that liv'st unseen-Within thy airy shell-By slow Meander's margent green,-And in the violet-imbroider'd vale-Where the love-lorn ...
With some pot-fury, ravish'd from their wit,They sit and muse on some no-vulgar writ:As frozen dunghills in a winter's morn,That ...
SWEET, my Sweet, by the winding-waterSit and sing as the days go by.(What if the sounding sea had taught herLust ...
"He shall not float upon his watery bier Unwept."THE breath of air that stirs the harp's soft string,Floats on to ...
Neere to the place where Nilus channels runne, There stood a town by loue long since vndone For ...
I fled Him, down the nights and down the days; I fled Him, down the arches of the years; I ...
From Hugo's 'Feuilles d'Automne'.Have you sometimes, calm, silent, let your tread aspirant riseUp to the mountain's summit, in the presence ...
Fly, Fancie, Beauties arched Brow, Darts, wing'd with Fire, thence sparkling flow. From Flash of Lightning Eye--balls turn; Contracted Beams ...
By the margent of the seaI would build myself a home.Not by the margent of the sea,But on the hilltop ...
Ye distant spires, ye antique towers, That crown the watery glade, Where grateful Science still adores Her Henry's holy shade; ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
I fled Him down the nights and down the days I fled Him down the arches of the years I ...
FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this ...
O'RE the smooth enameld green Where no print of step hath been, Follow me as I sing, And touch the ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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