Xantippe(A Fragment) (Amy Levy Poems)
What, have I waked again? I never thoughtTo see the rosy dawn, or ev'n this grey, Dull, solemn stillness, ere ...
Amy Levy Poems on Summer (13 Poems)
To Lallie (Outside the British Museum.) (Amy Levy Poems)
UP those Museum steps you came, And straightway all my blood was flame, ...
In a Minor Key (Amy Levy Poems)
(AN ECHO FROM A LARGER LYRE.) That was love that I had before Years ago, when my heart was young; ...
June (Amy Levy Poems)
Last June I saw your face three times; Three times I touched your hand; Now, as before, May month is ...
London in July (Amy Levy Poems)
What ails my senses thus to cheat? What is it ails the place, That all the people in the street ...
London Poets (Amy Levy Poems)
(In Memoriam.) They trod the streets and squares where now I tread, With weary hearts, a little while ago; When, ...
Magdalen (Amy Levy Poems)
All things I can endure, save one. The bare, blank room where is no sun; The parcelled hours; the pallet ...
Philosophy (Amy Levy Poems)
Ere all the world had grown so drear, When I was young and you were here, 'Mid summer roses in ...
Sinfonia Eroica (Amy Levy Poems)
(To Sylvia.) My Love, my Love, it was a day in June, A mellow, drowsy, golden afternoon; And all the ...
The Last Judgment (Amy Levy Poems)
With beating heart and lagging feet, Lord, I approach the Judgment-seat. All bring hither the fruits of toil, Measures of ...
The Sick Man and the Nightingale (Amy Levy Poems)
(From Lenau.) So late, and yet a nightingale? Long since have dropp'd the blossoms pale, The summer fields are ripening, ...
The Village Garden (Amy Levy Poems)
To E.M.S. Here, where your garden fenced about and still is, Here, where the unmoved summer air is sweet With ...
To Clementina Black (Amy Levy Poems)
More blest than was of old Diogenes, I have not held my lantern up in vain. Not mine, at least, ...