A Dialogue At Fiesole (Alfred Austin Poems)
HE.Halt here awhile. That mossy-cushioned seatIs for your queenliness a natural throne;As I am fitly couched on this low sward,Here ...
HE.Halt here awhile. That mossy-cushioned seatIs for your queenliness a natural throne;As I am fitly couched on this low sward,Here ...
What, wide awake, sweet stranger, wide awake?And laughing coyly at an English sun,And blessing him with smiles for having thaw'dThine ...
Pent the wynds and closes narrow, Breathing pestilential air,Crush'd beneath oppression's harrow, Faint with famine, bow'd with care,—Gaunt Affliction's sons and daughters! Why ...
Drudgery all the day, Drudgery half the night,—Scolded about and worried away,Begrudged of sleep, and victuals and pay,And always in dread ...
I.That was I, you heard last night,When there rose no moon at all,Nor, to pierce the strained and tightTent of ...
I. That was I, you heard last night, When there rose no moon at all, Nor, to pierce the strained ...
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stoln on his wing my three and twentieth year! My hasting ...
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