Love’s Blindness (Alfred Austin Poems)
Now do I know that Love is blind, for I Can see no beauty on this beauteous earth, No life, ...
Now do I know that Love is blind, for I Can see no beauty on this beauteous earth, No life, ...
alas our good kaspar is dead. who will bury a burning flag in the wings of the clouds who will ...
O Love! thou makest all things even In earth or heaven; Finding thy way through prison-bars Up to the stars; ...
I heard the dogs howl in the moonlight night; I went to the window to see the sight; All the ...
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me: Still all my ...
He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower, Alike they're needful for the flower: And joys and tears alike are sent To ...
He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower, Alike they're needful for the flower: And joys and tears alike are sent To ...
O Love! thou makest all things even In earth or heaven; Finding thy way through prison-bars Up to the stars; ...
WHAT thing shall be held up to woman's beauty? Where are the bounds of it? Yea, what is all The ...
We are thine, O Love, being in thee and made of thee, As théou, Léove, were the déep thought And ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
She ONLY to be twin elements of joy In this extravagance of Being, Love, Were our divided natures shaped in ...
Mysterious death! who in a single hour Life's gold can so refine And by thy art divine Change mortal weakness ...
Thistledown in prison sings: Bright shines the summer sun, Soft is the summer air; Gayly the wood-birds sing, Flowers are ...
A little kingdom I possess where thoughts and feelings dwell, And very hard I find the task of governing it ...
The day returns again, my natal day; What mix'd emotions with the Thought arise! Beloved friend, four years have pass'd ...
My dearest Frank, I wish you joy Of Mary's safety with a Boy, Whose birth has given little pain Compared ...
IS it so small a thing To have enjoy'd the sun, To have lived light in the spring, To have ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
One lesson, Nature, let me learn of thee, One lesson which in every wind is blown, One lesson of two ...
We cannot kindle when we will The fire which in the heart resides; The spirit bloweth and is still, In ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
In his cool hall, with haggard eyes, The Roman noble lay; He drove abroad, in furious guise, Along the Appian ...
Hark! ah, the nightingale- The tawny-throated! Hark, from that moonlit cedar what a burst! What triumph! hark!-what pain! O wanderer ...
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