Festus – XXXIII (Philip James Bailey Poems)
As in our sky sometimes a vaporous massLow down, shows thunder threatening; while by windsOf happier, if adverse wing fanned, ...
As in our sky sometimes a vaporous massLow down, shows thunder threatening; while by windsOf happier, if adverse wing fanned, ...
Oh breathe not--breathe not--sure 'twas something holy--Earth hath no sounds like these--again it passesWith a wild, low voice, that slowly ...
Twilight o'er the East is stealing, And the sun is in the vale: 'T is a fitting moment, stranger, To relate a wondrous ...
I do not own an inch of land, But all I see is mine,-The orchard and the mowing-fields, The lawns and gardens ...
Sunset again! Behind the massy greenOf the continuous oaks the sun hath fallen, And his last rays have struggled through, ...
My father's house once more,In its own moonlight beauty! yet around,Something, amidst the dewy calm profound,Broods, never marked before!Is it ...
I saw him on his throne, far in the north, Him ye call Winter, picturing him ever An ...
Let me sit in the twilight hour alone,And muse on the lov'd ones far away,Till my heart hath taken the ...
578The Body grows without-The more convenient way-That if the Spirit-like to hideIts Temple stands, alway,Ajar-secure-inviting-It never did betrayThe Soul that ...
Why, having won her, do I woo? Because her spirit's vestal grace Provokes me always to pursue, But, spirit-like, eludes ...
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