Daphne (George Meredith Poems)
Musing on the fate of Daphne,Many feelings urged my breast,For the God so keen desiring,And the Nymph so deep distrest.Never ...
Musing on the fate of Daphne,Many feelings urged my breast,For the God so keen desiring,And the Nymph so deep distrest.Never ...
August 13: 1704 Oft hast thou acted thy part, My country, worthily thee! Lifted ...
Fall'n was the House of Giafar; and its name,The high romantic name of Barmecide,A sound forbidden on its own bright ...
St. Regimund, e'er he became a saint,Was much imbued with vulgar earthly taint;E'er he renounced the honors of a KnightAnd ...
"Silent he stalk'd, and ever and anon He shudder'd, and turn'd back, saying, ""Who follows?"" Horror had blanch'd his check; ...
This is the spell of the Orient &mdashThe lure of the far, far East,A lure that is soft and luxuriant ...
The sweet June night but half withdrawn, The watchful stars ...
Make me no vows of constancy, dear friend,To love me, though I die, thy whole life long,And love no other ...
I. THERE lies betwixt dead Pisa and the sea A haunted forest, with a heart so deep, That none could ...
How clear, how lovely bright,How beautiful to sight Those beams of morning play;How heaven laughs out with gleeWhere, like a ...
Out of childhood into manhood Now had grown my Hiawatha, Skilled in all the craft of hunters, Learned in all ...
I "O Time, whence comes the Mother's moody look amid her labours, As of one who all unwittingly has wounded ...
Hanging on for dear life, even at thirty, she must have regretted her choice to perch on the edge of ...
MADONNA, mistress, I would build for thee An altar deep in the sad soul of me; And in the darkest ...
THOU, O my Grief, be wise and tranquil still, The eve is thine which even now drops down, To carry ...
THEY all climbed up on a high board-fence--- Nine little Goblins, with green-glass eyes--- Nine little Goblins that had no ...
Man, I suck me tooth when I hear How dem croptime fiddlers lie, And de wailing, kiss-me-arse flutes That bring ...
Koening knew now there was no one on the river. Entering its brown mouth choking with lilies and curtained with ...
I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame; I hear ...
Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound, We stumbled on a stationary voice, And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from ...
The quick sparks on the gorse bushes are leaping, Little jets of sunlight-texture imitating flame; Above them, exultant, the peewits ...
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