PARADOX. That Fruition destroyes Love (Henry King Poems)
Love is our Reasons Paradox, which stillAgainst the judgment doth maintain the Will:And governs by such arbitrary laws,It onely makes ...
Love is our Reasons Paradox, which stillAgainst the judgment doth maintain the Will:And governs by such arbitrary laws,It onely makes ...
The season was the childhood of sweet June,Whose sunny hours from morning until noonWent creeping through the day with silent ...
I'D wed you without herds, without money or rich array,And I'd wed you on a dewy morn at day-dawn gray;My ...
TO these whom death again did wedThis grave 's the second marriage-bed.For though the hand of Fate could force'Twixt soul ...
In the vine-shadows on the veranda;under the yellow leaves, in the cooling sun,sit two sisters. Their slow voices runlike little ...
Lips' language to lips' ears.Two drinking each other's heart, it seems.Two roving loves who have left home,pilgrims to the confluence ...
My lady sat in her bower, and span From a newly plenished creel; She loved the wild sea noise that ...
The woefull lamentation of Jane Shore, a goldsmith's wife in London, sometime king Edward IV. his concubine. To the tune ...
The Lamentable and Tragical History of Titus Adronicus, &c.You noble minds, and famous martiall wights,That in defence of native country ...
The gloom that breathes upon me with these airsIs like the drops which strike the traveller's browWho knows not, darkling, ...
Have you not noted, in some familyWhere two were born of a first marriage-bed,How still they own their gracious bond, ...
High the vanes of Shrewsbury gleam Islanded in Severn stream; The bridges from the steepled crest Cross the water east ...
TO these whom death again did wed This grave 's the second marriage-bed. For though the hand of Fate could ...
And the just man trailed God's shining agent, over a black mountain, in his giant track, while a restless voice ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
ARGUMENT. Baile and Aillinn were lovers, but Aengus, the Master of Love, wishing them to he happy in his own ...
There is no woman living who draws breath So sad as I, though all things sadden her. There is not ...
STR. 1 I laid my laurel-leaf At the white feet of grief, Seeing how with covered face and plumeless wings, ...
I WHO all the winter through Cherished other loves than you, And kept hands with hoary policy in marriage-bed and ...
Out of the church she followed them With a lofty step and mien: His bride was like a village maid, ...
O little mouse, why dost thou cry While merry stars laugh in the sky? Alas! alas! my lord is dead! ...
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