On a Dead Child (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
Perfect little body, without fault or stain on thee, With promise of strength and manhood full and fair! Though cold ...
Perfect little body, without fault or stain on thee, With promise of strength and manhood full and fair! Though cold ...
Sense with keenest edge unusèd, Yet unsteel'd by scathing fire; Lovely feet as yet unbruisèd On the ways of dark ...
The restaurants on hot spring evenings Lie under a dense and savage air. Foul drafts and hoots from dunken revelers ...
WE take from life one little share, And say that this shall be A space, redeemed from toil and care, ...
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
How beautiful the earth is still, To thee - how full of happiness! How little fraught with real ill, Or ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
As he said vanity, so vain say I, Oh! Vanity, O vain all under sky; Where is the man can ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
In silent night when rest I took For sorrow near I did not look I waked was with thund'ring noise ...
In silent night when rest I took, For sorrow near I did not look, I waken'd was with thund'ring noise ...
Now that I know How passion warms little Of flesh in the mould, And treasure is brittle,-- I'll lie here ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The prophetic tribe of the ardent eyes Yesterday they took the road, holding their babies On their backs, delivering to ...
Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripes Of labdanum, and aloe-balls, Smeared with dull nard an Indian wipes From out her hair: ...
HEAP cassia, sandal-buds and stripes Of labdanum, and aloe-balls, Smear'd with dull nard an Indian wipes From out her hair: ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
This is a spray the Bird clung to, Making it blossom with pleasure, Ere the high tree-top she sprung to, ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
LORD, to account who dares thee call, Or e'er dispute thy pleasure? Else why, within so thick a wall, Enclose ...
SAE flaxen were her ringlets, Her eyebrows of a darker hue, Bewitchingly o'er-arching Twa laughing e'en o' lovely blue; Her ...
GAT ye me, O gat ye me, O gat ye me wi' naething? Rock an reel, and spinning wheel, A ...
WILT thou be my Dearie? When Sorrow wring thy gentle heart, O wilt thou let me cheer thee! By the ...
DELUDED swain, the pleasure The fickle Fair can give thee, Is but a fairy treasure, Thy hopes will soon deceive ...
COME, let me take thee to my breast, And pledge we ne'er shall sunder; And I shall spurn as vilest ...
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