Cassandra (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
IREND, rend thine hair, Cassandra: he will go.Yea, rend thy garments, wring thine hands, and cryFrom Troy still towered to ...
IREND, rend thine hair, Cassandra: he will go.Yea, rend thy garments, wring thine hands, and cryFrom Troy still towered to ...
Not the light of the long blue Summer,Nor the flowery huntress, Spring,Nor the chilly and moaning Winter,Doth peace to my ...
TILL death have brokenSweet life's love-token,Till all be spoken That shall be said,What dost thou praying,O soul, and playingWith ...
The tides roll white and pale On a shingly, stormy strand,And the seabirds sweep and wailIn the swing of ...
I shall go on the gypsies' road, The road that has no ending; For the sedge is brown on the ...
Pour we libations to the father, Jove, And bid him watch propitious o'er our way; Pile on the ...
Bring to me white roses, roses, pinks, and lavender, Sweet stock and gillyflowers, poppies mauve and red, Bee-flowers and mignonette, ...
Build no roof-tree over thee, Raise nor wall nor rafter, Like the swallows in the eaves, Care will follow after. ...
She dropped the bar, she shot the bolt, she fed the fire anew For she heard a whimper under the ...
Men make them fires on the hearth Each under his roof-tree, And the Four Winds that rule the earth They ...
I love the evenings, passionless and fair, I love the evens, Whether old manor-fronts their ray with golden fulgence leavens, ...
The Fire at Tranter Sweatley's THEY had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and ...
They had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and flings; But she bode wi' ...
There was a time in former years-- While my roof-tree was his-- When I should have been distressed by fears ...
BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the ...
Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want ...
No man can be a failure if he thinks he's a success; he may not own his roof-tree overhead, He ...
Outside the afterlight's lucent rose Is smiting the hills and brimming the valleys, And shadows are stealing across the snows; ...
I was at peace until you came And set a careless mind aflame; I lived in quiet; cold, content; All ...
EVEN the shrewd and bitter, Gnarled by the old world's greed, Cherished the stranger softly Seeing his utter need. Shelter ...
Even the shrewd and bitter, Gnarled by the old world's greed, Cherished the stranger softly Seeing his utter need. Shelter ...
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