The Day Of The Daughter Of Hades (George Meredith Poems)
IHe who has looked upon EarthDeeper than flower and fruit,Losing some hue of his mirth,As the tree striking rock at ...
George Meredith Poems on Birth (15 Poems)
The Empty Purse–A Sermon To Our Later Prodigal Son (George Meredith Poems)
Thou, run to the dry on this wayside bank,Too plainly of all the propellers bereft!Quenched youth, and is that thy ...
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 ...
A Ballad Of Fair Ladies In Revolt (George Meredith Poems)
ISee the sweet women, friend, that lean beneathThe ever-falling fountain of green leavesRound the white bending stem, and like a ...
A Reading Of Life–With The Persuader (George Meredith Poems)
Who murmurs, hither, hither: whoWhere nought is audible so fills the ear?Where nought is visible can make appearA veil with ...
The Woods Of Westermain (George Meredith Poems)
IEnter these enchanted woods,You who dare.Nothing harms beneath the leavesMore than waves a swimmer cleaves.Toss your heart up with the ...
Melampus (George Meredith Poems)
IWith love exceeding a simple love of the thingsThat glide in grasses and rubble of woody wreck;Or change their perch ...
The Appeasement Of Demeter (George Meredith Poems)
IDemeter devastated our good land,In blackness for her daughter snatched below.Smoke-pillar or loose hillock was the sand,Where soil had been ...
Antigone (George Meredith Poems)
The buried voice bespake Antigone.'O sister! couldst thou know, as thou wilt know,The bliss above, the reverence below,Enkindled by thy ...
The Wild Rose And The Snowdrop (George Meredith Poems)
The Snowdrop is the prophet of the flowers; It lives and dies upon its bed of snows; And like a ...
The Century Of Garibaldi (George Meredith Poems)
We who have seen Italia in the throes,Half risen but to be hurled to ground, and nowLike a ripe field ...
To Colonel Charles (Dying General C.B.B.) (George Meredith Poems)
IAn English heart, my commandant,A soldier's eye you have, awakeTo right and left; with looks askantOn bulwarks not of adamant,Where ...
Requiem (George Meredith Poems)
Where faces are hueless, where eyelids are dewless, Where passion is silent and hearts never crave; Where thought hath no ...
Angelic Love (George Meredith Poems)
Angelic love that stoops with heavenly lipsTo meet its earthly mate;Heroic love that to its sphere's eclipseCan dare to join ...
To Alex. Smith, The ‘Glasgow Poet,’ On His Sonnet To ‘Fame’ (George Meredith Poems)
Not vainly doth the earnest voice of man Call for the thing that is his pure desire! Fame is the ...