Sonnet XXX: “When all the labors of the day are past” (George Henry Boker Poems)
XXXWhen all the labors of the day are past, And on the world-exposed and fretted edge Of my sad soul, ...
XXXWhen all the labors of the day are past, And on the world-exposed and fretted edge Of my sad soul, ...
Closer and closer draw thou to my side! Thou hast more need of love than ever yet Since first thy ...
O for my sake do you with fortune chide-- I almost took sad Shakespeare's thought for mine, So closely fits ...
CIXMore than mere instinct, straight against the scope Of reason's counsel is the desperate hold We lay on life, however ...
Sometimes I see, in dreams astray from sleep, The blessed vision of a better lot Than such as we, poor ...
Since that which issues from the sovereign head Springs from a source so weak and insecure, And beauty's charm no ...
XCIXThere shines a leaf on every slender spray, The spring has found the violets in their nooks, There hides no ...
Know you a soul so white and inly pure That sin itself, committed by her hand, Permitted by her brain, ...
LXXVSo dainty white my lady's fancies are That mine but sully her most abject thought; So pure and holy that ...
My length in earth would now contain me all, All my ambitions, all my loves and hates-- Those high resolves ...
In lingering winter was my darling born, To make amends by Nature for her dearth And cutting winds, that over ...
LIVIf I have served my God with faithful soul, Using the talent which He gave in trust, So that His ...
In famed Sakoontala I read tonight How King Dushyanta, in a moment, knew His consort--draped in robes of sable hue ...
I was love's toy and froward instrument-- If that be love which gives itself away For the mere sweetness of ...
Oh! sigh no more, no longer paint the air With the distempered pictures of thy brain! The sighs are idle, ...
The thoughts that snarl about my heels by day, And track me homeward with persistent care, Turn round and round, ...
O happy day! From morn till midnight tolled, I passed the hours beneath my lady's eye; And as the golden ...
LXIWhen I remember, Love, the happy hours That came too rarely, and appeared too brief, Rescued by us from our ...
LXIXI cannot tell what charms my lady finds In this dull face, huge form and sullen soul; Nor how my ...
LXIIThis love of mine is no light thing, no toy To trifle with, and fill a vacant hour; No fragrant ...
CXXThe dreary shadows round my heart tonight May be a gloom forecasting coming ill; The shuddering tremors which my spirit ...
Sometimes when loitering by the bitter shore Where brood the shadows of the things to be, The vast, dim circle ...
Darling, I kiss thee from thy slender feet Up to the curls around thy tender brow; Each fervent kiss upon ...
CIIMy Darling's temper is beyond compare, Tender and gentle in its will to me; Yielding so nimbly and so gracefully, ...
Ah, lute, how well I know each tone of thee, From shrillest treble unto solemn bass, The power of every ...
My darling's brow is classic, low and wide, A forehead Grecian Helen might have kissed, In envious homage that her ...
To thee I oft have boasted, in my pride, That come what may, Fate never can annul Our glorious past--so ...
LXXII am ashamed through this thick husk of clay, The passion quivers to my secret soul, Waking the latent virtues ...
Fairest of all the fair ones I have seen, Fairest of all, in feature not alone, Nor form, nor grace, ...
I have heen false for thy repose alone, And the sweet cause half pardoned the offense, Even in the judgment ...
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