Christ’s Triumph after Death : Canto IV. Christ’s Victory and Triumph (Giles Fletcher Jr Poems)
I.But now the second Morning, from her bow'r,Began to glister in her beams, and nowThe roses of the day began ...
I.But now the second Morning, from her bow'r,Began to glister in her beams, and nowThe roses of the day began ...
Love in a hut, with water and a crust,Is-Love, forgive us!-cinders, ashes, dust;Love in a palace is perhaps at lastMore ...
One summer morning, when the sun was hot,Weary with labor in his garden-plot,On a rude bench beneath his cottage eaves,Ser ...
The eternal all--sire from his throne, our isleRegarding; these Imperial shores, the whileEarth's orb rolls round, shewn, eminent in his ...
The listening Dryads hushed the woods;The boughs were thick, and thin and fewThe golden ribbons fluttering through;Their sun-embroidered, leafy hoodsThe ...
A.HOW bitterly you speak!B.I have good warrant.A.Well, for my part, I hold your creed is false.Uncharitable, monstrous! I have seenThe ...
(For Fr. C. L. O'Donnell)The interlacing treesArise in Gothic traceries,As if a vast cathedral deep and dim;And through the solemn ...
Friends whom I feasted in my luxury,In sorrow turned from me.A hundred servitors, that once did waitUpon my high estate,Me ...
II climbed a forest path and foundA dim cave in the dripping ground,Where dwelt the spirit of cool sound,Who wrought ...
(OF AN UNFINISHED POEM.) Dear woman! star of sad life's clouded heaven,I dedicate myself to thee again; Fair woman! as ...
There came a child into the solemn hall where great Pope Innocent sat throned and heard angry disputings on Free-Will ...
How big of breast our Mother Gaea laughedAt sight of her ...
I fled Him, down the nights and down the days; I fled Him, down the arches of the years; I ...
Like a flood river whirled at rocky banks,An army issues out of wilderness,With battle plucking round its ragged flanks;Obstruction in ...
I dreamed that the Chimaera came, A wandering angel, white with flame From some cloud's height or moonless deep, And ...
TO APHRODITEI.Oh, thou most lovely and most beautiful!- Wherever cooingly thy white doves lull Thy bright eyes to soft slumber; ...
Come to the marriage-feast Where the glittering tables wait-Where the greatest shall be the least, And the least ...
Through the water-eye of night,Midway between eve and dawn,See the chase, the rout, the flightIn deep forest; oread, faun,Goat-foot, antlers ...
IN ancient Rome a temple stands, Around whose aged feet The tide flows up from many lands, And eddies through ...
OH, sing once more, nor think your subtle spells Are vainly woven for a nature cold, Although I kneel not ...
I fled Him down the nights and down the days I fled Him down the arches of the years I ...
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