Quarterman’s Grace. Part II (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
The fields and lanes show fresh and fain Pranked in the jewels of the rain; And the scent that breathes ...
The fields and lanes show fresh and fain Pranked in the jewels of the rain; And the scent that breathes ...
What is to say, had best be said, So, Lilian, ...
Scene I.A Garden on the banks of the Thames, at Fulham, behind the Wynnes' lodgings. Time, evening. Moon and starlight. ...
I.-TRIOLET. Warm from the wall she chose a peach, ...
You, dear, have heard me vaunt a memory The which by trodden paths will ...
'Twas the hour of four by Quarterman's clock Of a July day in the afternoon,- Four of the clock, not ...
Beautiful Death! I sing thee as one has sung Whose ...
The earth smells dank, the weeds grow rank, The cold ...
Scene I.The great Hall of Wynhavod House. The walls hung with old portraits, arms, trophies of the chase, and a ...
My lady sat in her bower, and span From a newly plenished creel; She loved the wild sea noise that ...
Three long days o'er the barren steppe Where the earth lay dead in her winding-sheet She measured the hours from ...
Two shapes passed over the sobbing sea To land at Dunolly Bay; One passed at sunrise, one at noon Of ...
I awoke at a breath, and looked out on the world's wan face While the dew like a death-damp hung ...
The wassail had reached its stormy height, The feast was over in hall, When there came and stood at the ...
The moonlight fell down calm and clear, and sheeted The ...
I know not how, dear heart, I came to love you as I do,- ...
Lord, I am old; the life that was so sweet ...
It was over at Is?ndula, the bloody work was done, And the yet unburied dead looked up unblinking at the ...
Returning in the autumn days From what to us were ...
As the red Maclean went to and fro 'Twixt Duart and Cairnburg tower, One day he chanced to spy a ...
Dear Joy, what have I done thee, That thou shouldest ...
Woman, what is't you bury here In earth which is ...
I. PEACE to the odalisque, the facile slave, Whose unrespective love rewards the brave, Or cherishes the coward; she who ...
Oh, little heart, how close you cling, How close you ...
We awake up in the twilight of the dawn; yes, ...
I. O YE in all the world who love true Song, Be gentle to the singers who uplift In innocent ...
I. THE callow eagle in its downy nest, Betwixt the blue above and blue beneath, Or wrapped in swirling cloud ...
'Twas lately said in open court By one, the first ...
Whaur hae ye gotten that glisterin' ring, Ower fine to ...
He that is washed needs but to wash his feet, ...
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