Renunciation (Mathilde Blind Poems)
When ich Dich liebe was geht es Dich an?I.THE air is full of the peal of bells,The rhythmical pealing of ...
When ich Dich liebe was geht es Dich an?I.THE air is full of the peal of bells,The rhythmical pealing of ...
Heart, my heart, thou hast found thy home! From gloom and sorrow thou hast come forth,Thou who wast foolish, and sought ...
CAMBRIDGE, JULY 21, 1865FOUR summers coined their golden light in leaves,Four wasteful autumns flung them to the gale,Four winters wore ...
O MY lost beauty!--hast thou folded quiteThy wings of morning lightBeyond those iron gatesWhere Life crowds hurrying to the haggard ...
THE world smiled on me at my birth, -Beneath a rose-hued sky,Rocked on the summer waves of love,My childhood glided ...
Urge me no more! The mid-day toil is ended,And shadows lengthen from the radiant west;The glowing sun, with sumptuous clouds ...
Beyond the blue-robed, sleeping lake,I watch the flush of morning rise,While birds and flowers once more wake,To share with me ...
And now the sun in tinted splendor sank, The west was all aglow with crimson light;The bay seemed like a sheet ...
SHE gathered at her slender waistThe beauteous robe she wore;Its folds a golden belt embraced,One rose-hued gem it bore.The girdle ...
Beautiful maiden, So daintily fair,Thy rose-hued lips, Thy soft, flowing hair,Symmetric perfection, Sweet, winning face,The charms that thou wearest A palace might grace;And yet ...
Still flowed the music, flowed the wine. The youth in silence went;Through naked streets, in cold moonshine, His homeward way ...
The sea has left the strand- In their deep sapphire cup The waves lie gathered up, Off ...
She waited in a rose-hued room;A wanton-hearted creature she,But beautiful and bright to seeAs some great orchid just in bloom.Upon ...
I.A Baby's feet, like sea-shells pink, Might tempt, should heaven see meet,An angel's lips to kiss, we think, ...
I WANDERED in the enchanted wood, And as I wandered there, I sang A song I never understood, ...
WHEN the breeze of a joyful dawn blew free In the silken sail of infancy, The tide of time flow'd ...
A Baby's feet, like sea-shells pink, Might tempt, should heaven see meet, An angel's lips to kiss, we think, A ...
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