A Dialogue At Fiesole (Alfred Austin Poems)
HE.Halt here awhile. That mossy-cushioned seatIs for your queenliness a natural throne;As I am fitly couched on this low sward,Here ...
HE.Halt here awhile. That mossy-cushioned seatIs for your queenliness a natural throne;As I am fitly couched on this low sward,Here ...
FROM the heart of Waumbek Methna, from thelake that never fails,Falls the Saco in the green lap of Conway'sintervales;There, in ...
COME Fates ; I fear you not ! All whom I oweAre paid, but you ; then 'rest me ere ...
IN Siberia's wastes The ice-wind's breathWoundeth like the toothed steel;Lost Siberia doth reveal Only blight and death.Blight and death alone. No Summer shines.Night ...
Separation turneth sweet existence bitter unto man-It layeth the very vitals upon fierce, devouring flames!Whatever strength and energy the heart ...
Thou, whose sweet youth and early hopes inhanceThy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure,Hearken unto a Vesper, ...
A galaxy of glances bright, A sweet bouquet of smiles, A crucible of melting words Bewitched me with their wiles! ...
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