A Brother Of The Battuti (Arthur Symons Poems)
Shed, sinful flesh, these tears of blood,For all thy vileness all too few;Wash out, O holy healing flood,The sins that ...
Arthur Symons Poems on Love (50 Poems)
Alle Zattere (Arthur Symons Poems)
Only to live, only to beIn Venice, is enough for me.To be a beggar, and to lieAt home beneath the ...
Airs for the Lute (Arthur Symons Poems)
IWhen the sobbing lute complains,Grieving for an ancient sorrow,This poor sorrow that remainsFain would borrow,To give pleading unto sorrow,Those uncapturable ...
An Ending (Arthur Symons Poems)
I will go my ways from the city, and then, maybe,My heart shall forget one woman's voice, and her lips;I ...
The Dance Of The Seven Sins (Arthur Symons Poems)
THE BODY Call in the dancers. THE SOUL All is vain. We live, and living is the pain We die ...
The Lover Of The Queen Of Sheba (Arthur Symons Poems)
To SAROJINI NAIDU A YOUTH OF SHEBA. THE QUEEN OF SHEBA. THE HERALD. ...
Faustus And Helen (Arthur Symons Poems)
FAUSTUS Why am I fettered with eternal change? I follow after changeless love, and find Nothing but change; I seek, ...
An Epilogue To Love (Arthur Symons Poems)
I Love now, my heart, there is but now to love; Seek nothing more, but let it be enough That ...
The Dancer Of The Daughters Of Herodias (Arthur Symons Poems)
Is it the petals falling from the rose? For in the silence I can hear a sound Nearer than mine ...
The Chimaera (Arthur Symons Poems)
I dreamed that the Chimaera came, A wandering angel, white with flame From some cloud's height or moonless deep, And ...
Otho And Poppaea: A Dramatic Scene (Arthur Symons Poems)
OTHO A word, Poppaea! POPPAEA I will speak with you If you will speak for kindness; but your brows Are ...
To Our Lady Of The Seven Sorrows (Arthur Symons Poems)
Lady of the seven sorrows which are love, What sacrificial way First led your feet to, those remoter heights Which, ...
A Triptych (Arthur Symons Poems)
I. S. APOLLINARE IN CLASSE: RAVENNA A temple by the wayside, a shut gate Which no priest enters, going in ...
The Sick Man to Health (Arthur Symons Poems)
I The eyes, that, having seen the saintly light Blossom white-petalled out of a white sea In a miraculous rose ...
Stella Maligna (Arthur Symons Poems)
My little slave! Wouldst thou escape me? Only in the grave, be poison to thee, honey-sweet, And, my poison having ...
Laus Virginitatis (Arthur Symons Poems)
The mirror of men's eyes delights me less, mirror, than the friend I find in thee; Thou loves!:, as I ...
Invocation (Arthur Symons Poems)
I pray to the old kindness of the Earth, Which is a spirit moving in the world, Closer to life ...
To A Gitana Dancing: Seville (Arthur Symons Poems)
BECAUSE you are fair as souls of the lost are fair, And your eyelids laugh with desire, and your laughing ...
The Ecstasy (Arthur Symons Poems)
What is this reverence in extreme delight That waits upon my kisses as they Storm, Vehemently, this height Of Steep ...
Felpham (Arthur Symons Poems)
Away to sweet Felpham, for heaven is there. -- BLAKE. Here Blake saw the seventy-seven Stairs, and golden gates of ...
Two Love-Songs (Arthur Symons Poems)
I do not know if your eyes are green or grey Or if there are other eyes brighter than they; ...
Weariness (Arthur Symons Poems)
I There are grey hours when I drink of indifference; all things fade Into the grey of a twilight that ...
The Last Memory (Arthur Symons Poems)
When I am old, and think of the old days,And warm my hands before a little blaze,Having forgotten love, hope, ...
The Turning Dervish (Arthur Symons Poems)
Stars in the heavens turn, I worship like a star, And in its footsteps learn Where peace and wisdom are. ...
Wanderer’s Song (Arthur Symons Poems)
I have had enough of women, and enough of love, But the land waits, and the sea waits, and day ...
Modern Beauty (Arthur Symons Poems)
I am the torch, she saith, and what to meIf the moth die of me? I am the flameOf Beauty, ...
Dawn (Arthur Symons Poems)
Here in the little roomYou sleep the sleep of innocent tired youth,While I, in very sooth,Tired, and awake beside you ...
Love And Sorrow (Arthur Symons Poems)
I know not if the love be dead I sang of once, or only asleep; The feet of my joy ...
The Desire Of The Heart (Arthur Symons Poems)
Heart, is there anything to desire? Feet, is there anywhere to go? A way for the feet, where the winds ...
The One Face (Arthur Symons Poems)
Fair faces come again, As at sunsetting The Stars without number; Or as dreams dreamed in vain To a heart ...