Sonnet XXXIV: Marvel Not, Love (Michael Drayton Poem)
To Admiration Marvel not, Love, though I thy power admire, Ravish'd a world beyond the farthest thought, And knowing more ...
To Admiration Marvel not, Love, though I thy power admire, Ravish'd a world beyond the farthest thought, And knowing more ...
The ones that disappeared are back The Phoebe and the Crow Precisely as in March is heard The curtness of ...
Night's grating of steel on stone and splash of water crashing from the buckets brings back that moment in a ...
We are the vagabonds of time, And rove the yellow autumn days, When all the roads are gray with rime ...
I I heard the spring wind whisper Above the brushwood fire, "The world is made forever Of transport and desire. ...
1/ Genius is not a generous thing In return it charges more interest than any amount of royalties can cover ...
When God turned back eternity and was young, Ancient of Days, grown little for your mirth (As under the low ...
Soul of the Poet ! wheresoe'er, Reclaimed from earth, thy genius plume Her wings of immortality ; Suspend thy harp ...
Thus heav'nward all things tend. For all were once Perfect, and all must be at length restor'd. So God has ...
'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb Ascending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds, That crowd away before the ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend ...
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
My pensive SARA ! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is To sit beside ...
(Composed at Clevedon, Somersetshire) My pensive Sara! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is ...
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips or ...
A newspaper is a collection of half-injustices Which, bawled by boys from mile to mile, Spreads its curious opinion To ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
Though not a breath can enter here, I know the wind blows fresh and free; I know the sun is ...
Blessed be Thou for all the joy My soul has felt today! O let its memory stay with me And ...
How clear she shines! How quietly I lie beneath her guardian light; While heaven and earth are whispering me, " ...
You saw sagacious Solomon You know what came of him, To him complexities seemed plain. He cursed the hour that ...
The Day that Youth had died, There came to his grave-side, In decent mourning, from the country's ends, Those scatter'd ...
Now that we've done our best and worst, and parted, I would fill my mind with thoughts that will not ...
Heart, you are restless as a paper scrap That's tossed down dusty pavements by the wind; Saying, "She is most ...
Here in the dark, O heart; Alone with the enduring Earth, and Night, And Silence, and the warm strange smell ...
Now that we've done our best and worst, and parted, I would fill my mind with thoughts that will not ...
The day that YOUTH had died, There came to his grave-side, In decent mourning, from the country's ends, Those scatter'd ...
"Oh love is fair, and love is rare;" my dear one she said, "But love goes lightly over." I bowed ...
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