Lucretius (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, foundHer master cold; for when the morning flushOf passion and the first embrace had died Between ...
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, foundHer master cold; for when the morning flushOf passion and the first embrace had died Between ...
_HARCOMBE NEAR LYME_September: 1878 Before me with one happy heave Of golden green the hillside curves, ...
A Lay of the Loamshire Hunt Cup"Aye, squire," said Stevens, "they back him at evens; The race is all over, ...
A Meditation in the British Museum.I say it to myself—in meekest awe Of Progress, electricity and steam, Of this ...
They say that she died of a broken heart (I tell the tale as 'twas told to me);But her spirit ...
FORRESTI've won the two tosses from Prescot;Now hear me, and hearken and heed,And pull that vile flower from your waistcoat,And ...
(SEQUOIA GIGANTEA)Brown foundling of the Western wood, Babe of primeval wildernesses!Long on my table thou hast stood Encounters strange and ...
IIn flight eternally, the pendulumMakes answer to a rhythm that no man knows,As backward, forward, calling "Rise and come",Scythe-like in ...
Thou thing of years departed! What ages have gone by,Since here the mournful seal was set By love and agony! ...
A DREAM of lilies: all the blooming earth,A garden full of fairies and of flowers;Its only music the glad cry ...
Always one more meal to get;one more train which must be met;one more hopeless sock to men;one more invalid to ...
1919 As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race, Make my proper prostrations to the Gods of ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, found Her master cold; for when the morning flush Of passion and the first embrace had ...
Come let us watch the sun go down and walk in twilight through the orchard's green. Does it not seem ...
Between me and the sunset, like a dome Against the glory of a world on fire, Now burned a sudden ...
Strange that the self's continuum should outlast The Virgin, Aphrodite, and the Mourning Mother, All loves and griefs, successive deities ...
We're away! and the wind whistles shrewd In our whiskers and teeth; And the granite-like grey of the road Seems ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
For three years, out of key with his time, He strove to resuscitate the dead art Of poetry; to maintain ...
A faint, sickening scent of irises Persists all morning. Here in a jar on the table A fine proud spike ...
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