Dante At Verona (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
Behold, even I, even I am Beatrice.(Div. Com. Purg. xxx.)OF Florence and of BeatriceServant and singer from of old,O'er Dante's ...
Behold, even I, even I am Beatrice.(Div. Com. Purg. xxx.)OF Florence and of BeatriceServant and singer from of old,O'er Dante's ...
Master of the murmuring courtsWhere the shapes of sleep convene!-Lo! my spirit here exhortsAll the powers of thy demesneFor their ...
Mother of the Fair Delight,Thou handmaid perfect in God's sight,Now sitting fourth beside the Three,Thyself a woman-Trinity,-Being a daughter born ...
O COOL unto the sense of pain That last night's sleep could not destroy; ...
THIN are the night-skirts left behindBy daybreak hours that onward creep,And thin, alas! the shred of sleepThat wavers with the ...
ALONG the grass sweet airs are blownOur way this day in Spring.Of all the songs that we have knownNow which ...
When first that horse, within whose populous wombThe birth was death, o'ershadowed Troy with fate,Her elders, dubious of its Grecian ...
LO the twelfth year-the wedding-feast come round With years for months-and lo the babe new-born; Out of the womb's rank ...
THIS is the place. Even here the dauntless soul,The unflinching hand, wrought on; till in that nook,As on that very ...
WHAT masque of what old wind-withered New-YearHonours this Lady? Flora, wanton-eyedFor birth, and with all flowrets prankt and pied:Aurora, Zephyrus, ...
As when desire, long darkling, dawns, and firstThe mother looks upon the newborn child,Even so my Lady stood at gaze ...
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