Under The Olives (Bessie Rayner Parkes Poems)
SEATED in a Moorish garden On the Sahel of Algiers, Wandering breezes brought the burden Of its history in past ...
SEATED in a Moorish garden On the Sahel of Algiers, Wandering breezes brought the burden Of its history in past ...
THOU that wouldst enter here, Hold thy breath inward with an holy fear; Put off thy shoes, thou in this ...
COME out, said Leonard, bursting through my door, His black curls tangled like a fretting sea,-- "Come out, nor waste ...
BEHOLD, O Lord! these unhewn stones Piled rudely for thy mighty towers, And I, condemned to work alone, Possessor of ...
IN summer, eighteen fifty-eight, A ship sailed out from Aberdeen; A gilded pet for summer state The little Fox had ...
AMONG the crowd, one, with a gayer face Than most, came swaggering; the Sabine Bard, The Roman Priest of Song, ...
THE sultry sun Burn'd hotter in December than the skies Of our far land in June; within a bower, Where ...
POOR Love! It died a sudden death While yet 'twas filled with hope and joy; No lingering failure of the ...
TIME rolls, and month by month The upwelling blood of Nature fills her veins, And the bright wooing sun From ...
IN this rejoicing time, when sun and shower In shining alternation rule the sky, And the brown fields are shadow'd ...
IT is not the rose, though the rose is red, And as full of love as a flower can be, ...
FINE and strong 'T has stood for long, Jetting up its slender lances Far athwart the arched sky, On whose ...
IN a fair wood like this, where the beeches are growing, Brave Robin Hood hunted in days of old; Down ...
WE dwelt in an old palace near to Rome; It was decay'd from its magnificence, But not less beautiful than ...
BROAD level fields, and hedges thick with trees, A calm still evening dropping fitful rain, And hawthorns loaded with their ...
WHAT distance parteth thee and me! It is not space, it is not time-- Death hath not put between our ...
I LOVE to lie In the dreamy heat of an autumn day, Where the painted insects idly play, Floating about ...
I AM not lonely, O my Love, Save in so far I have not thee, Without whose smile the changeful ...
THRON'D high above these restless towns are three Great elder spirits, calm-brow'd and beautiful, As much inhabitants as any be ...
MINE eyes are grown too dim with tears to gaze Into the future with that eager eye Which, in the ...
TIME, rushing past me with the noise of wings, Woke up my sleeping spirit, and I wept At his receding ...
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