The Portrait (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
This is her picture as she was:It seems a thing to wonder on,As though mine image in the glassShould tarry ...
This is her picture as she was:It seems a thing to wonder on,As though mine image in the glassShould tarry ...
BETWEEN Holmscote and Hurstcote The river-reaches wind,The whispering trees accept the breeze,The ripple's cool and kind;With love low-whispered 'twixt the ...
First Snow, February WOOLNER, to-night it snows for the first time. Our ...
DID she in summer write it, or in spring, Or with this wail of autumn ...
THE thronged boughs of the shadowy sycamoreStill bear young leaflets half the summer through;From when the robin 'gainst the unhidden ...
I said: "Nay, pluck not,-let the first fruit be:Even as thou sayest, it is sweet and red,But let it ripen ...
I KNOW not how it is, I have the knack, In lazy moods, of seeking no excuse; But holding that ...
Love to his singer held a glistening leaf,And said: "The rose-tree and the apple-treeHave fruits to vaunt or flowers to ...
The cuckoo-throb, the heartbeat of the Spring;The rosebud's blush that leaves it as it growsInto the full-eyed fair unblushing rose;The ...
Sweet twining hedgeflowers wind-stirred in no wiseOn this June day; and hand that clings in hand:-Still glades; and meeting faces ...
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