Mysteries (Bessie Rayner Parkes Poems)
WHAT art thou, and what hidest thou, Thou veil of fair material sense, So thin, of baffling permanence? What art ...
WHAT art thou, and what hidest thou, Thou veil of fair material sense, So thin, of baffling permanence? What art ...
IN this rejoicing time, when sun and shower In shining alternation rule the sky, And the brown fields are shadow'd ...
LITTLE yellow darling, Delicate and pale, Can thy gentle loveliness Brook such a wintry gale, That nestled by this rushing ...
BROAD level fields, and hedges thick with trees, A calm still evening dropping fitful rain, And hawthorns loaded with their ...
TIMID strangers, I can fancy How amidst the hedge ye grew, While the gusty winds of Autumn Coloured leaves upon ...
IS there anything-- Nightingales that sing-- Violets in the spring-- As at first? Sun and moon arise, But our accustomed ...
I AM not lonely, O my Love, Save in so far I have not thee, Without whose smile the changeful ...
DEAR smoky Birmingham, since long ago I left your native streets, my heart and hope Have been with those dense ...
NO word of pity, if the storm should beat, Need any voice bestow which calls you dear; You will not ...
CLAMBERING up the rocky bank, Briers and honeysuckles fling Greenest branches unto air Fragrant in the early spring: Streams let ...
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