Olympus (Coventry Patmore Poems)
Through female subtlety intense,Or the good luck of innocence,Or both, my Wife, with whom I planTo pass calm evenings when ...
Through female subtlety intense,Or the good luck of innocence,Or both, my Wife, with whom I planTo pass calm evenings when ...
'And even our women,' lastly grumbles Ben,'Leaving their nature, dress and talk like men!'A damsel, as our train stops at ...
'What, no crown won,These two whole years,By man of fortitude beyond his peers,In Thrace or Macedon?''No, none.But what deep trouble ...
Preludes.I The Comparison Where she succeeds with cloudless brow, ...
PreludesI The Lover He meets, by heavenly chance express, ...
Preludes.I The Wife's Tragedy Man must be pleased; but him to please ...
Preludes.I The Impossibility Lo, Love's obey'd by all. 'Tis right ...
Preludes.I The Paragon When I behold the skies aloft ...
Whene'er mine eyes do my Amelia greet It is with such emotion ...
Preludes.I Perfect Love rare Most rare is still most noble found, ...
PreludesI The Rose of the World Lo, when the Lord made North and ...
Felicity! Who ope'st to none that knocks, yet, laughing weak, ...
Said Jove within himself one day, 'I'll make me a mistress out of clay! ...
All night fell hammers, shock on shock; With echoes Newgate's granite clang'd: ...
Amid the mystic fields of Love I wander'd, and beheld a grove. ...
How strange at night to wake And watch, while others sleep, ...
'Within yon world-wide cirque of war What's hidden which they fight so for?' ...
Now, while she's changing, said the Dean, "Her bridal for her traveling dress, I'll preach allegiance to your queen! Preaching's ...
Bright thro' the valley gallops the brooklet; Over the welkin travels the cloud; ...
No praise to me! My joy 'twas to be nothing but the glass ...
I, trusting that the truly sweet Would still be sweetly found the true, ...
Suspicion's playful counterfeitBegot your question strange:The only thing that I forgetIs that there's any change.Did that long blight which fell ...
Farewell, dear Heart! Since needs it must I go, Dear Heart, farewell! ...
The crocus, while the days are dark,Unfolds its saffron sheen;At April's touch the crudest barkDiscovers gems of green.Then sleep the ...
Here, in this little Bay, Full of tumultuous life and great repose, Where, twice a day, The purposeless, gay ocean ...
With all my will, but much against my heart, We two now part. My Very Dear, Our solace is, the ...
Love, light for me Thy ruddiest blazing torch, That I, albeit a beggar by the Porch Of the glad Palace ...
It was not like your great and gracious ways! Do you, that have naught other to lament, Never, my Love, ...
Heroic Good, target for which the young Dream in their dreams that every bow is strung, And, missing, sigh Unfruitful, ...
'IF I were dead, you'd sometimes say, Poor Child!' The dear lips quiver'd as they spake, And the tears brake ...
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