Deliah (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
The sun has gone down, spreading wide onThe sky-line one ray of red fire ;Prepare the soft cushions ...
The sun has gone down, spreading wide onThe sky-line one ray of red fire ;Prepare the soft cushions ...
Soul speaks to soul, eye speaks to eye, And mind by mind is read; The heart bounds in sweet ecstasy Whene'er a light ...
Ever he would roamToward th' eternal home;From the least life deep in oceanTo each gleam of stars in motion,Worth of ...
The day's wild ocean sings and thunders,And beats against the fatal shore,This breaker with dumb sorrow sunders,And these like laughing ...
Wearies my love of my letters?Does she my silence command?Sunders she Love's rosy fettersAs though they were woven of sand?Tires ...
'Tis Nothingness that sunders me,O God, from thine Eternity,Wherein, a being yet to be,I dwelt forever one with Thee,Till twixt ...
Silence—a deeper sea—Now sunders theeSave from the primal tone—Thy mother's moan.Within her waves, hadst thouNo voice as now;A life of ...
But when the days were numbered, then befellThe parting of our Lord — which was to be —Whereby came wailing ...
IYoung laughters, and my music! Aye till now The voice can reach no blending minors near; ...
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart,God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
DelilahThe sun has gone down, spreading wide on The sky-line one ray of red fire;Prepare the soft cushions ...
Quick, fly to the covert, thou hunted of men!For the bloodhounds are baying o'er mountain and glen;The riders are mounted, ...
We sat entwined an hour or two together(how long I knew not) underneath pine-treesthat rustled ever in the soft spring ...
Have you felt the joy that is almost fearAs you face the ditch and are two lengths clear,And you hear ...
Alas my brother! the cry of the mourners of old That cried on each other,All crying aloud on the ...
Meerly for man's death to mourne Were to repine that man was borne. When weake old age doth fall asleepe ...
Alas my brother! the cry of the mourners of old That cried on each other, All crying aloud on the ...
I. WINTER IN NORTHUMBERLAND OUTSIDE the garden The wet skies harden; The gates are barred on The summer side: "Shut ...
Forth from Calais, at dawn of night, when sunset summer on autumn shone, Fared the steamer alert and loud through ...
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart, God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
Doubt you to whom my Muse these notes intendeth, Which now my breast o'ercharged to music lendeth? To you, to ...
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