Faringdon Hill. Book II (Henry James Pye Poems)
The sultry hours are past, and Phobus nowSpreads yellower rays along the mountain's brow:The broken clouds unnumber'd tints display,Drinking the ...
The sultry hours are past, and Phobus nowSpreads yellower rays along the mountain's brow:The broken clouds unnumber'd tints display,Drinking the ...
What visionary tints the year puts on,When failing leaves falter through motionless airOr numbly cling and shiver to be gone!How ...
'Neath saffron stars and satin skies, dark-blue, Between dim sylvan isles, a happy two. We sailed, and from the siren-haunted shore, All mystic ...
1.WHATE'ER Arcadian scenes in fancy's dreams,Delight the eye and rise before the view,Stupendous rocks, wild woods, meand'ring streams,And lakes adorn'd ...
WINTER is past; the heart of Nature warmsBeneath the wrecks of unresisted storms;Doubtful at first, suspected more than seen,The southern ...
It had rained in the night; but the morning's birthWas as calm and still as even;The heralds of day were ...
First-born of the creating Voice!Minister of God's Spirit, who wast sentWaiting upon him first, what time he wentMoving about mid ...
In those days the oatfields' fenced-in vats of running platinum, the yellower alloy of wheat and barley, whose end, however ...
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since brought In some fast clipper-ship from China, quaintly wrought With bossed and carven ...
Of Yellow was the outer Sky In Yellower Yellow hewn Till Saffron in Vermilion slid Whose seam could not be ...
I shall keep singing! Birds will pass me On their way to Yellower Climes -- Each -- with a Robin's ...
Everything has its limit, including sorrow. A windowpane stalls a stare. Nor does a grill abandon a leaf. One may ...
Memory of sun seeps from the heart. Grass grows yellower. Faintly if at all the early snowflakes Hover, hover. Water ...
1 COME up from the fields, father, here's a letter from our Pete; And come to the front door, mother-here's ...
Darkness as black as your eyelid, poketricks of stars, the yellow mouth, the smell of a stranger, dawn coming up, ...
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