At The Gate (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THE monastery towers, as pure and fairAs virgin vows, reached up white hands to Heaven;The walls, to guard the hidden ...
THE monastery towers, as pure and fairAs virgin vows, reached up white hands to Heaven;The walls, to guard the hidden ...
I.IT is not Love, this beautiful unrest,This tremor of longing that invades my breast:For Love is in his grave this ...
This was my little sonWho leapt and laughed on my knee:Body we made with love,Soul made with love by Thee.This ...
O CHRIST, born on the holy day, I have no gift to give my King; No flowers grow ...
FOR A PICTURE BY E. BURNE JONES IHabes tota quod mente petisti Infelix. IN deep vague spaces of the ...
THROUGH her fair world of blossoms fresh and bright, Veiled with her maiden innocence, she goes; Not all ...
HERE is the dim enchanted woodYour face, a mystery divine,But half revealed, half understood,Appears the counterpart of mine.Beyond the wood ...
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