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 ...
By none but me can the tale be told,The butcher of Rouen, poor Berold.(Lands are swayed by a King on ...
Lazy laughing languid Jenny,Fond of a kiss and fond of a guinea,Whose head upon my knee to-nightRests for a while, ...
In our Museum galleriesTo-day I lingered o'er the prizeDead Greece vouchsafes to living eyes,-Her Art for ever in fresh wiseFrom ...
Why did you melt your waxen man,Sister Helen?To-day is the third since you began."The time was long, yet the time ...
It was Lilith the wife of Adam:(Sing Eden Bower!)Not a drop of her blood was human,But she was made like ...
O HAVE you seen the Stratton floodThat's great with rain to-day?It runs beneath your wall, Lord Sands,Full of the new-mown ...
Master of the murmuring courtsWhere the shapes of sleep convene!-Lo! my spirit here exhortsAll the powers of thy demesneFor their ...
October, and eleven after dark: Both mist and night. Among us in the coach Packed heat on which the windows ...
THERE is a big artist named Val, The roughs' and the prize-fighters' pal: The mind of a groom And the ...
Let no man ask thee of anything Not yearborn between Spring and Spring. More of all worlds than he can ...
'TIS of the Father Hilary. He strove, but could not pray; so took ...
IEat thou and drink; to-morrow thou shalt die.Surely the earth, that's wise being very old,Needs not our help. Then loose ...
I. HERSELFTo be a sweetness more desired than Spring;A bodily beauty more acceptableThan the wild rose-tree's arch that crowns the ...
I. ST. LUKE THE PAINTERGive honour unto Luke Evangelist;For he it was (the aged legends say)Who first taught Art to ...
CONSIDER the sea's listless chime: Time's self it is, made audible,- ...
Could you not drink her gaze like wine?Yet though its splendour swoonInto the silence languidlyAs a tune into a tune,Those ...
THE day is dark and the nightTo him that would search their heart;No lips of cloud that will partNor morning ...
In France (to baffle thieves and murderers) A journey takes two days of passport work At least. The plan's sometimes ...
IBeholding youth and hope in mockery caughtFrom life; and mocking pulses that remainWhen the soul's death of bodily death is ...
ITo-day Death seems to me an infant childWhich her worn mother Life upon my kneeHas set to grow my friend ...
MY young lord's the loverOf earth and sky above,Of youth's sway and youth's play,Of songs and flowers and love.Yet for ...
The Orchard-PitPiled deep below the screening apple-branch They lie with bitter apples in their hands: And some are only ancient ...
O BELLA Mano, che ti lavi e piaciIn quel medesmo tuo puro elementoDonde la Dea dell' amoroso avventoNacque, (e dall' ...
(In the Academy of Bruges) MYSTERY: God, man's life, born into man ...
So then, the name which travels side by side With English life from childhood-Waterloo- Means this. The sun is setting. ...
NON NOI PITTORI! God of Nature's truth, If these, not we! Be it not said, when one Of us goes ...
God said, Let there be light; and there was light. Then heard we sounds as though the Earth did sing ...
Some prisoned moon in steep cloud-fastnesses,-Throned queen and thralled; some dying sun whose pyreBlazed with momentous memorable fire;-Who hath not ...
These coins that jostle on my hand do own No single image: each name here and date Denoting in man's ...
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