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 ...
Why did you melt your waxen man,Sister Helen?To-day is the third since you began."The time was long, yet the time ...
Master of the murmuring courtsWhere the shapes of sleep convene!-Lo! my spirit here exhortsAll the powers of thy demesneFor their ...
The blessed damozel leaned outFrom the gold bar of Heaven;Her eyes were deeper than the depthOf waters stilled at even;She ...
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 ...
I (To M.F.R.) SISTER, first shake we off the dust we have ...
The gloom that breathes upon me with these airsIs like the drops which strike the traveller's browWho knows not, darkling, ...
The mother will not turn, who thinks she hearsHer nursling's speech first grow articulate;But breathless with averted eyes elateShe sits, ...
EVEN as when utter summer makes the grain Bow heavily along through the whole land It seems to me whatever ...
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