Suggested by Matthew Arnold’s Stanzas (James B.V. Thomson Poems)
That one long dirge-moan sad and deep,Low, muffled by the solemn stressOf such emotion as doth steepThe soul in brooding ...
That one long dirge-moan sad and deep,Low, muffled by the solemn stressOf such emotion as doth steepThe soul in brooding ...
SING, mountain-wind, thy strong, superior song-Thy haughty alpine anthem, over tractsWhose passes and whose swift, rock-straitened streamsCatch mighty life and ...
TO J. FOX, JR. You remember how the mist, When we climbed to Devil's Den, Pearly in the mountain glen, And above us, amethyst, Throbbed ...
IVeteran memories rally to musterHere at the call of the old battle days:Cavalry clatter and cannon's hoarse bluster:All the wild ...
Be pleased, O Lord, to take a people's thanksThat Thine avenging sword has spared our ranks-That Thou hast parted from ...
I. When I look into thy eyes, Bright as are Italian skies, Skies that clouds may never dull, Large, and blue, and beautiful- What, though ...
IMorn's mystic rose is reddening on the hills,Dawn's irised nautilus makes glad the sea;There is a lyre of flame that ...
The heart that once was rich with light,And happy in your grace,Now lieth cold beneath the scornThat gathers on your ...
O'STRONG and pure of soul! - O earnest-hearted!Like stranger-pilgrims at some way-side shrineHave we two met, and mingled faith, and ...
And did thy sapphire shallop slipIts moorings suddenly, to dipAdown the clear, ethereal seaFrom star to star, all silently?What tenderness ...
Twilight and I went hand in hand, As lovers walk in shining Mays, O'er musky, memory-haunted ways,Across a lonely harvest-land,Where west winds ...
Wide-walled it stands in heathen landsBeside a mystic sea,With streets strange-trod of many a god,And templed blasphemy.Far in the night, ...
My country! 'tis of thee,Sweet land of liberty—Of thee I sing,Land where my fathers died;Land of the pilgrim's pride;From every ...
I give thee back thy fickle heart, Thy faithless vows I've spurned,I bury deep the blighted hopes That in my bosom burned.Yet ...
Scarred with the jagged wounds from ruthless hands,Despoiled, dishonored of my fair array, -The gold and emerald vesture of the ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
I If I were in Japan today, In little Japan today, I'd watch the sampan-rowers ride On Yokohama ...
Beneath the solemn stars that lightThe dread infinitudes of night,Mid wintry solitudes that lieWhere lonely Hecla's toweling pyreReddens an awful ...
The second, with a brow serenely calm,And eye of inspiration, is the child,The favour'd child of Song, and o'er his ...
Wherever genius whispers, "Here shall be An immortality for men and time To worship," there the ages grow sublimeAnd break ...
HERE in the jealous hollow of the mould,Faint, light-eluding, as templed in the breastOf some rose-vaulted lotus, see the bestThe ...
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