After Summer (Philip Bourke Marston Poems)
We'll not weep for summer over,--No, not we:Strew above his head the clover,--Let him be!Other eyes may weep his dying,Shed ...
We'll not weep for summer over,--No, not we:Strew above his head the clover,--Let him be!Other eyes may weep his dying,Shed ...
I am driven everywhere from a clinging home,O autumn eves! and I ween'd that you would yethave made, when your ...
Dawn and delight are gain,Lifting the wings of the dove;Morrows for sorrows are vain,O love!Look thro the clouds and the ...
The Inammoration.ARGUMENT. O, DEUS, aut nullo caleat mihi Pectus ab Igne! Aut solo caleat Pectus ab Igne Tui! Languet ut ...
IYoung laughters, and my music! Aye till now The voice can reach no blending minors near; ...
A week ago; only a little week:it seems so much much longer, though that dayis every morning still my yesterday;as ...
Lest that by any means When I have preached to others I myself Should be a ...
When window-lamps had dwindled, then I roseand left the town behind me; and on my waypassing a certain door I ...
(Of my Brother's infant Son, February 21, 1839.)I.THERE is a sound of laughter light and gay, And hurried welcomes, as ...
Life is a count of losses,Every year; For the weak are heavier crosses, Every year; Lost Springs with sobs replying ...
Now comes to an end all our dolorous drifting;Clouds pass away and depression is lifting. Because we were wise in ...
Two long had Lov'd, and now the Nymph desir'd, The Cloak of Wedlock, as the Case requir'd; Urg'd that, the ...
IT'S hard to see all bonnie thingsAlone 'at once we shared;Yon buddin' thorn, yon flutteringsOf blue-tits newly paired;Yon lapwing callin' ...
I am driven everywhere from a clinging home, O autumn eves! and I ween'd that you would yet have made, ...
Fondly the sun's last ray the distant hill Holds in embrace, soft promising A morn that all a waiting earth ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
WILLIAM Dewy, Tranter Reuben, Farmer Ledlow late at plough, Robert's kin, and John's, and Ned's, And the Squire, and Lady ...
CHORUS If with voice of words or prayers thy sons may reach thee, We thy latter sons, the men thine ...
My own dear love, he is strong and bold And he cares not what comes after. His words ring sweet ...
I've been in love for long With what I cannot tell And will contrive a song For the intangible That ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
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