To the Ideal. Prefatory Poem to The Pilgrims of the Rhine (Edward George Bulwer-Lytton Poems)
I. Like the sweet Naiad of the Grecian's dreams,A Spirit born of Song — unseen, all-seeing—Lives deep within our dark ...
I. Like the sweet Naiad of the Grecian's dreams,A Spirit born of Song — unseen, all-seeing—Lives deep within our dark ...
I."Through the summer day, through the weary day, We have glided long; Ere we speed to the Night through her ...
I.Like a Star in the seas above, Like a Dream to the waves of sleep— Up—up—THE INCARNATE LOVE— She rose ...
I.Buy my flowers — O buy — I pray! The blind girl comes from afar; If the earth be as ...
I.The moon on the Latmos mountain Her pining vigil keeps;And ever the silver fountain In the Dorian valley weeps. But ...
I.It is not that our earlier Heaven Escapes its April showers, Or that to childhood's heart is given No snake ...
I.Hark! through these flowers our music sends its greeting To your loved halls, where Psilas shuns the day; When the ...
In the veins of the calix foams and glows The blood of the mantling vine, But oh! in the bowl ...
In the veins of the calix foams and glows The blood of the mantling vine, But oh! in the bowl ...
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