To F.W.F. (James Clerk Maxwell Poems)
Farrar, when o'er Goodwin's pageLate I found thee poring,From the hydrostatic SageLeaky Memory storing,Or when groaning yesterdayNeedlessly distractedBy some bright ...
Farrar, when o'er Goodwin's pageLate I found thee poring,From the hydrostatic SageLeaky Memory storing,Or when groaning yesterdayNeedlessly distractedBy some bright ...
Bring flowers--but not the gay, The tender, nor the sweet; But such as winter's chill winds lay Faded and dank across the spray, Or ...
WHOSE love's a broad highwayThat stretches boldly onBefore them all the day,White and smooth in the sun-These, if they will, ...
With lichen and mould overgrown all aroundA time-honoured castle there looms!Its true high-born rulers now sleep below ground,Yet Trakai outlasted ...
WHEN the beagles are running like steam,When the plough is as sticky as glue,When the scent is an absolute scream,And ...
Not fond displays of cost, nor pampered train Of idle menials, me so much delight, Nor mirrored halls, nor roofs with gilding ...
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
YES, friend, I own these tales of Arabia Smile not, as smiled their flawless originals, Age-old but yet untamed, for ...
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