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 ...
Should fickle hands in far-off daysNo longer stroke thy hair,And lips that once were proud to praiseForget to call thee ...
O beautiful bright world! for ever young, And now with Wisdom grafted on thy Spring, Why do they slander thee ...
What! And it was so! Thou wert then Death—stricken from behind, O heart of hearts! and they were men, That ...
Now do I know that Love is blind, for I Can see no beauty on this beauteous earth, No life, ...
LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The ...
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