Aspasia (Frances Fuller Victor Poems)
O, ye Athenians, drunken with self-praise, What dreams I had of you, beside the sea, In far ...
O, ye Athenians, drunken with self-praise, What dreams I had of you, beside the sea, In far ...
Come out into the garden, Maud; In whispered tones young Percy said: He but repeated what ...
Dull, yellow, heavy, lustreless-- With less of radiance than the burnished tress, Crumpled on Beauty's forehead: cloddish, cold, ...
Do thy chamber windows open east, Beloved, as did ours of old? And do you stand when ...
Do you hear the women praying, oh my brothers? Do you hear what words they say? These, ...
There sinks the sun; like cavalier of old, Servant of crafty Spain, He flaunts his banner, barred ...
November came that day, And all the air was gray With delicate mists, blown down ...
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