The Monk (Archibald Lampman Poems)
IIn Nino's chamber not a sound intrudesUpon the midnight's tingling silentness,Where Nino sits before his book and broods,Thin and brow-burdened ...
IIn Nino's chamber not a sound intrudesUpon the midnight's tingling silentness,Where Nino sits before his book and broods,Thin and brow-burdened ...
Now hath the summer reached her golden close,And, lost amid her corn-fields, bright of soul,Scarcely perceives from her divine reposeHow ...
Now the creeping nets of sleepStretch about and gather nigh,And the midnight dim and deepLike a spirit passes by,Trailing from ...
II lie upon my bed and hear and see.The moon is rising through the glistening trees;And momently a great and ...
Far in the grim Northwest beyond the lines That turn the rivers eastward to the sea, Set with a ...
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