A Faith On Trial (George Meredith Poems)
On the morning of May,Ere the children had entered my gateWith their wreaths and mechanical lay,A metal ding-dong of the ...
On the morning of May,Ere the children had entered my gateWith their wreaths and mechanical lay,A metal ding-dong of the ...
Thou, run to the dry on this wayside bank,Too plainly of all the propellers bereft!Quenched youth, and is that thy ...
1--IIn middle age an evil thingBefell Archduchess Anne:She looked outside her wedding-ringUpon a princely man.IICount Louis was for horse and ...
IWe look for her that sunlike stoodUpon the forehead of our day,An orb of nations, radiating foodFor body and for ...
Sprung of the father blood, the mother brain,Are they who point our pathway and sustain.They rarely meet; one soars, one ...
INot yet had History's Aetna smoked the skies,And low the Gallic Giantess lay enchained,While overhead in ordered set and riseHer ...
Sword of Common Sense! -Our surest gift: the sacred chainOf man to man: firm earth for trustIn structures vowed to ...
Days, when the ball of our visionHad eagles that flew unabashed to sun;When the grasp on the bow was decision,And ...
Like a flood river whirled at rocky banks,An army issues out of wilderness,With battle plucking round its ragged flanks;Obstruction in ...
1--IWhen the South sang like a nightingaleAbove a bower in May,The training of Love's vine of flameWas writ in laws, ...
Fair Mother Earth lay on her back last night, To gaze her fill on Autumn's sunset skies, When at a ...
I know him, February's thrush,And loud at eve he valentinesOn sprays that paw the naked bushWhere soon will sprout the ...
Under what spell are we debasedBy fears for our inviolate Isle,Whose record is of dangers facedAnd flung to heel with ...
Fire in her ashes Ireland feelsAnd in her veins a glow of heat.To her the lost old time, appealsFor resurrection, ...
What splendour of imperial station man,The Tree of Life, may reach when, rooted fast,His branching stem points way to upper ...
That march of the funereal Past behold;How Glory sat on Bondage for its throne;How men, like dazzled insects, through the ...
Spirit of Russia, now has comeThe day when thou canst not be dumb.Around thee foams the torrent tide,Above thee its ...
IWhen we have thrown off this old suit,So much in need of mending,To sink among the naked mute,Is that, think ...
In Progress you have little faith, say you:Men will maintain dear interests, wreak base hates,By force, and gentle women choose ...
Let Fate or Insufficiency provideMean ends for men who what they are would be:Penned in their narrow day no change ...
No, no, the falling blossom is no sign Of loveliness destroy'd and sorrow mute; The blossom sheds its loveliness divine; ...
Full faith I have she holds that rarest gift To beauty, Common Sense. To see her lie With her fair ...
She yields: my Lady in her noblest mood Has yielded: she, my golden-crownèd rose! The bride of every sense! more ...
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