Poems about oftenest (17 Poems)
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The Child Of The Islands – Spring (Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton Poems)
I. WHAT shalt THOU know of Spring? A verdant crown Of young boughs waving o’er thy blooming head: White tufted Guelder-roses, showering down A fairy snow-path where thy footsteps tread: Fragrance and balm,–which purple violets shed: Wild-birds,–sweet warbling in commingled … Continue reading
The Disciple (George MacDonald Poems)
I. The times are changed, and gone the dayWhen the high heavenly land,Though unbeheld, quite near them lay,And men could understand. The dead yet find it, who, when here,Did love it more than this;They enter in, are filled with cheer,And … Continue reading
The Manuscript of Saint Alexius (Augusta Davies Webster Poems)
There came a child into the solemn hall where great Pope Innocent sat throned and heard angry disputings on Free-Will in man, Grace, Purity, and the Pelagian creed— an ignorantly bold poor child, who stood shewing his rags before the … Continue reading
A Symphony Of Sonnets. I. to X. (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
IN EAR OF CLUNY WATER.I. BREAK, break, O heart! upon this stony shore Of Time, for not the most tormented sea Knoweth the deep unrest that stirs in thee, Or hath thy mournful motive in its roar; Beat out your … Continue reading
The Mother’s Heart (Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton Poems)
I. WHEN first thou camest, gentle, shy, and fond, My eldest-born, first hope, and dearest treasure, My heart received thee with a joy beyond All that it yet had felt of earthly pleasure; Nor thought that any love again might … Continue reading
Sonnet XCIV: Michelangelo (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
Great Michelangelo, with age grown bleakAnd uttermost labours, having once o’ersaidAll grievous memories on his long life shed,This worst regret to one true heart could speak:-That when, with sorrowing love and reverence meek,He stooped o’er sweet Colonna’s dying bed,His Muse … Continue reading
The Improvisatore (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Scene–A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here he comes. Kate has a favour to ask of you, Sir ; it is that you will repeat the ballad … Continue reading
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