British Georgics. February (James Grahame Poems)
The long-piled mountain-snows at last dissolve,Bursting the roaring river's brittle bonds.Ponderous the fragments down the cataract shoot,And, buried in the ...
The long-piled mountain-snows at last dissolve,Bursting the roaring river's brittle bonds.Ponderous the fragments down the cataract shoot,And, buried in the ...
"Oh! spare dual idols of the past, Whose lips are dumb, whose eyes are dim; Truth's diadem is not for himWho comes, ...
I.Thy verdant scenes, O Goulder's hill,Once more i seek, a languid guest:With throbbing temples and with burden'd breastOnce more i ...
THOU , whom the giddy mock, the gay deride,Protracted folly's scourge, and foe to pride,I'll meet thee, poor, pale omen ...
The street is waiting for the night.All is history and silence.The trees along the walkare asleep along the sky.And the ...
We meet and part now over all the world;we, the lost company,take hands together in the night, forgetthe night in ...
PreludesI The Rose of the World Lo, when the Lord made North and ...
Preludes.I The Comparison Where she succeeds with cloudless brow, ...
PreludesI The Lover He meets, by heavenly chance express, ...
Preludes.I The Wife's Tragedy Man must be pleased; but him to please ...
Preludes.I The Impossibility Lo, Love's obey'd by all. 'Tis right ...
Preludes.I The Paragon When I behold the skies aloft ...
Preludes.I Perfect Love rare Most rare is still most noble found, ...
Dear Morris--here is your letter--Can my answer reach you now?Fate has left me your debtor,You will remember how;For I went ...
"So closed our tale, of which I give you allThe random scheme as wildly as it rose:The words are mostly ...
From the upland hidden, Where the hill is sunny Tawny like pure honey In the August heat,Memories float unbidden Where ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
Thou hast committed- Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides, the wench is dead. The Jew of Malta. ...
1 AS a strong bird on pinions free, Joyous, the amplest spaces heavenward cleaving, Such be the thought I'd think ...
So closed our tale, of which I give you all The random scheme as wildly as it rose: The words ...
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
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