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 ...
Scene I.A Garden on the banks of the Thames, at Fulham, behind the Wynnes' lodgings. Time, evening. Moon and starlight. ...
You, dear, have heard me vaunt a memory The which by trodden paths will ...
Three long days o'er the barren steppe Where the earth lay dead in her winding-sheet She measured the hours from ...
'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 wassail had reached its stormy height, The feast was over in hall, When there came and stood at the ...
When the morning board with the rests of the feast Was set, and the martial kin- The vassals in chief ...
IN EAR OF CLUNY WATER.I. BREAK, break, O heart! upon this stony shore Of Time, for not the most tormented ...
Love came knocking at my door in the flowery month of May, ...
We awake up in the twilight of the dawn; yes, ...
We had a bower among the beans, My little love and I, Where by his side as kings set queens ...
THOU shinest in the morning's eye alone, Pure on the blue, a pyramid of light, Immaculate, but lifted to that ...
THE flower-crowned Greek, amid his ilex-groves, Breathing sweet breath, the morning in his heart, Is Nature's fairest word, wherein each ...
AH me, I am a singer, and no seer! I cannot pierce the clouds which gather chill, I can but ...
NEVER to hear the chorus that awakes The morning strive together in the grove; Never to hear the plaining of ...
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