74 (Mary Wroth Poems)
Love a childe is ever crying,Please him, and he strait is flying;Give him, he the more is craving,Never satisfi'd with ...
Love a childe is ever crying,Please him, and he strait is flying;Give him, he the more is craving,Never satisfi'd with ...
A certain dead creature in mine armes I take,With her back to my bosome, great glee doth she makeAs thus ...
Seven days accomplished,--unto Pharaoh's court The sons of Amram went; by Voice Divine Commanded; and, in presence of the king, ...
Meanwhile, within the heart of the dead sun, After that glory angelic had passed out, Long time reigned silence, night ...
And what is life?--a pleasure and a pain, A vision of the sun--a day of rain. And what is love?--a ...
Most sweet, most powerful, Controller of my inmost soul; The terrible, yet precious gift Of heaven, companion kind Of all ...
THE world runs round, And the world runs well; And at heaven's bound, Weaving what the hours shall tell Of ...
Because you cannot pluck the flower,You pass the sweet scent by;Because you cannot have the starsYou will not see the ...
NURSE Our mistress bids me with all speed to call Aegisthus to the strangers, that he come ...
You have felt his power—you have felt his power—For a mighty one is he:He is found in the field and ...
WIDE are the plains-the plains that stretch to the west An ocean of trackless waste, untrodden and rude,Where an ...
There is no vacant chair. The loving meet—A group unbroken—smitten, who knows how?One sitteth silent only, in his usual seat;We ...
IDead, she drifted to his feet.Tell us, Love, is Death so sweet?Oh! the river floweth deep.Fathoms deeper is her sleep.Oh! ...
We are here in a wood of little beeches: And the leaves are like black lace Against a sky of ...
Still his little grave she seeketh In her mother-sorrow wild,Hush! While in her heart she speaketh To the ...
There is a tongue in every leaf,A voice in every rill --A voice that speaketh everyhwere,In flood and fire, through ...
LIXIf I am never merry when my brow Aches with the pressure of this laurel crown; And looks severe, and ...
I felt a spirit of love begin to stirWithin my heart, long time unfelt till then;And saw Love coming towards ...
NEAR to the silver Trent SIRENA dwelleth; She to whom Nature lent All that excelleth; By which the Muses late ...
Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget; For we are the people of England, that ...
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