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. ...
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 ...
I sat apart upon a hill, And piped and piped ...
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 ...
Mother, when we meet upon that shore, Where I too ...
The wassail had reached its stormy height, The feast was over in hall, When there came and stood at the ...
I know not how, dear heart, I came to love you as I do,- ...
IN EAR OF CLUNY WATER.I. BREAK, break, O heart! upon this stony shore Of Time, for not the most tormented ...
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 ...
As the red Maclean went to and fro 'Twixt Duart and Cairnburg tower, One day he chanced to spy a ...
You are singing, always singing, As I heard you long ...
I. PEACE to the odalisque, the facile slave, Whose unrespective love rewards the brave, Or cherishes the coward; she who ...
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 ...
I. O NATURE! thou whom I have thought to love, Seeing in thine the reflex of God's face, A loathed ...
Whaur hae ye gotten that glisterin' ring, Ower fine to ...
It is not thou, my soul, that, sick and pale, ...
Oh Love, on thee a burden has been laid, Now ...
AN INVOCATION.I. HAIL Goddess of the heaven-reflecting eyes, Divine Athena! thou whose sweet breath blew The message of the Gods ...
I. THOSE fine-drawn string?d notes so inly smite, It is as if the bows of sprites could strain The sensitive ...
I. THERE lies betwixt dead Pisa and the sea A haunted forest, with a heart so deep, That none could ...
I love to feel your hand, beloved, I love to feel your hand; Then hold me fast until we part ...
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