The World Of Art (Bessie Rayner Parkes Poems)
THOU that wouldst enter here, Hold thy breath inward with an holy fear; Put off thy shoes, thou in this ...
THOU that wouldst enter here, Hold thy breath inward with an holy fear; Put off thy shoes, thou in this ...
TIS April! 'Tis a holyday! and they shut close yester-even The golden gates of Sydenham with the clang of iron ...
COME out, said Leonard, bursting through my door, His black curls tangled like a fretting sea,-- "Come out, nor waste ...
PEACE on the hush'd earth fell at eventide, As dew from heaven upon the thirsty grass; No sound unmusical broke ...
[How the King's Daughter, having married me, a peasant, for love, heareth of the death of her only brother, and ...
TIME rolls, and month by month The upwelling blood of Nature fills her veins, And the bright wooing sun From ...
WHAT art thou, and what hidest thou, Thou veil of fair material sense, So thin, of baffling permanence? What art ...
LONG winding lanes and hedges red with bloom Of sweet wild robin, and starr'd with tender white; A sun down ...
IN this rejoicing time, when sun and shower In shining alternation rule the sky, And the brown fields are shadow'd ...
TWAS on a Sabbath morning that we wandered in the wood, Where near three thousand years ago the ancient Veii ...
FINE and strong 'T has stood for long, Jetting up its slender lances Far athwart the arched sky, On whose ...
I SAT once more within a tangl'd wood, Beside a quiet river, on whose breast A world of trees look'd ...
GOOD bye, Old Year! And with thee take Thanks for the gifts to every land Thou broughtest in thy bounteous ...
CARISBROOKE Church on the fifth of November Flung out the silver hid deep in her chimes; This was her burden, ...
WE read in our childhood of rings which were wrought By magical fires in the heart of the hills; Which ...
QUIETLY sleeping on its little couch The cherish'd infant lay; its curly hair Twin'd lovingly about the tranquil brow, And ...
HEAVILY hang the purple grapes By fair Lake Garda's waveless side; Above, in slow ethereal march, Battalion'd clouds in order ...
TO lead a life divine? This is the question which, with upward strife, Earth to herself proposes, asking ever, "How ...
I WAS a child when first I read your books, And lov'd you dearly, so far as I could see ...
At New York.I SAW you seated in your lonely room, Of human friends forlorn, of spirits full, Who gave you ...
OUT from the house I went when early dawn As yet had hardly ting'd the peaks with gold, And cottage-smoke ...
PAINTED on a little cloud, Opposite the sunset sky, Far above the high-pil'd crowd Sailing slowly softly by, I saw ...
THRON'D high above these restless towns are three Great elder spirits, calm-brow'd and beautiful, As much inhabitants as any be ...
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