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, ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
AH! dear one, we were young so long,It seemed that youth would never go,For skies and trees were ever in ...
'Twixt those twin worlds,-the world of Sleep, which gaveNo dream to warn,-the tidal world of Death,Which the earth's sea, as ...
SOFT-LITTERED is the new-year's lambing-fold, And in the hollowed haystack at its side The shepherd lies o' nights now, wakeful-eyed ...
Around the vase of Life at your slow paceHe has not crept, but turned it with his hands,And all its ...
The gloom that breathes upon me with these airsIs like the drops which strike the traveller's browWho knows not, darkling, ...
I marked all kindred Powers the heart finds fair:-Truth, with awed lips; and Hope, with eyes upcast;And Fame, whose loud ...
UPON the landscape of his coming lifeA youth high-gifted gazed, and found it fair:The heights of work, the floods of ...
NON NOI PITTORI! God of Nature's truth, If these, not we! Be it not said, when one Of us goes ...
Of Adam's first wife, Lilith, it is told(The witch he loved before the gift of Eve,)That, ere the snake's, her ...
WHAT masque of what old wind-withered New-YearHonours this Lady? Flora, wanton-eyedFor birth, and with all flowrets prankt and pied:Aurora, Zephyrus, ...
I love you, sweet: how can you ever learnHow much I love you? "You I love even so,And so I ...
Girt in dark growths, yet glimmering with one star,O night desirous as the nights of youth!Why should my heart within ...
Beauty like hers is genius. Not the callOf Homer's or of Dante's heart sublime,-Not Michael's hand furrowing the zones of ...
From child to youth; from youth to arduous man;From lethargy to fever of the heart;From faithful life to dream-dowered days ...
ROSE-SHEATHED beside the rosebud tongue Lurks the young adder's tooth; Milk-mild from new-born hemlock-bluth The earliest drops are wrung: And ...
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