A Dialogue At Fiesole (Alfred Austin Poems)
HE.Halt here awhile. That mossy-cushioned seatIs for your queenliness a natural throne;As I am fitly couched on this low sward,Here ...
HE.Halt here awhile. That mossy-cushioned seatIs for your queenliness a natural throne;As I am fitly couched on this low sward,Here ...
"Oh! spare dual idols of the past, Whose lips are dumb, whose eyes are dim; Truth's diadem is not for himWho comes, ...
I am an atheist who says his prayers.I am an anarchist, and a full professor at that. I take the ...
With what odorous woods and spicesSpared for royal sacrifices,With what costly gums seld-seen,Hoarded to embalm a queen,With what frankincense and ...
Skies glooming overhead, Autumn winds sighing;Bare yonder garden bed, Flowers low lying.All their rich radiance fled,All their pale petals shed,Wan wraiths of ...
Into the darkness and the hush of night Slowly the landscape sinks, and fades away, And with it fade the phantoms of ...
An ode after Easter.Cast wide the folding doorways of the East,For now is light increased!And the wind-besomed chambers of the ...
I Love now, my heart, there is but now to love; Seek nothing more, but let it be enough That ...
Great cities rise and have their fall; the brassThat held their glories moulders in its turn.Hard granite rots like an ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
Troubled slumbering of things, the curtain blown aside by the gush of the salty wind, the advent of the tide ...
"O Trade! O Trade! would thou wert dead! The Time needs heart -- 'tis tired of head: We're all for ...
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