Sonnet XXX: Last Fire (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
Love,through your spirit and mine what summer eveNow glows with glory of all things possess'd,Since this day's sun of rapture ...
Love,through your spirit and mine what summer eveNow glows with glory of all things possess'd,Since this day's sun of rapture ...
How clear, how lovely bright,How beautiful to sight Those beams of morning play;How heaven laughs out with gleeWhere, like a ...
'Tis Sunrise - Little Maid - Hast ThouNo Station in the Day?'Twas not thy wont, to hinder so -Retrieve thine ...
you know how it is with the room the door is frequently locked as i pass a white sigh is ...
prudence my love each time you invite me to tea i wonder do i have the appetite for what i ...
She let her golden ball fall down the well And begged a cold frog to retrieve it; For which she ...
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly of the grape, Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, ...
'Tis Sunrise -- Little Maid -- Hast Thou No Station in the Day? 'Twas not thy wont, to hinder so ...
To glibly say that Joe was sort of odd quite missed the point. Peculiar in many ways and kind of ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
To the tune "Courtyard Filled with Fragrance" Fragrant grass beside the pond green shade over the hall a clear cold ...
I. All I believed is true! I am able yet All I want, to get By a method as strange ...
I. It is a lie---their Priests, their Pope, Their Saints, their ... all they fear or hope Are lies, ...
Give'' and ``It-shall-be-given-unto-you.'' I. Grand rough old Martin Luther Bloomed fables---flowers on furze, The better the uncouther: Do roses stick ...
A PICTURE AT FANO. I. Dear and great Angel, wouldst thou only leave That child, when thou hast done with ...
I. Gr-r-r---there go, my heart's abhorrence! Water your damned flower-pots, do! If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence, God's blood, would ...
DEAR Myra, the captive ribband's mine, 'Twas all my faithful love could gain; And would you ask me to resign ...
I pawned my sick wife's wedding ring, To drink and make myself a beast. I got the most that it ...
When he, who is the unforgiven, Beheld her first, he found her fair: No promise ever dreamt in heaven Could ...
It may have been the pride in me for aught I know, or just a patronizing whim; But call it ...
There it was I saw what I shall never forget And never retrieve. Monstrous and beautiful to human eyes, hard ...
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