To Children: For Tyrants (George Meredith Poems)
IStrike not thy dog with a stick!I did it yesterday:Not to undo though I gainedThe Paradise: heavy it rainedOn Kobold's ...
IStrike not thy dog with a stick!I did it yesterday:Not to undo though I gainedThe Paradise: heavy it rainedOn Kobold's ...
I When the Head of Bran Was firm on British shoulders, God made a man! Cried all beholders. Steel could ...
IThe Tyrant passed, and friendlier was his eyeOn the great man of Athens, whom for foeHe knew, than on the ...
The Snowdrop is the prophet of the flowers; It lives and dies upon its bed of snows; And like a ...
Awakes for me and leaps from shroudAll radiantly the moon's own nightOf folded showers in streamer cloud;Our shadows down the ...
We who have seen Italia in the throes,Half risen but to be hurled to ground, and nowLike a ripe field ...
O my lover! the night like a broad smooth wave Bears us onward, and morn, a black rock, shines wet. ...
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 ...
Spirit of Russia, now has comeThe day when thou canst not be dumb.Around thee foams the torrent tide,Above thee its ...
Unto that love must we through fire attain,Which those two held as breath of common air;The hands of whom were ...
IFrom twig to twig the spider weavesAt noon his webbing fine.So near to mute the zephyrs fluteThat only leaflets dance.The ...
The years had worn their seasons' belt,From bud to rosy prime,Since Nellie by the larch-pole kneltAnd helped the hop to ...
IThe day that is the night of days,With cannon-fire for sun ablazeWe spy from any billow's lift;And England still this ...
Open horizons round,O mounting mind, to scenes unsung,Wherein shall walk a lusty Time:Our Earth is young;Of measure without bound;Infinite are ...
ILeave the uproar: at a leapThou shalt strike a woodland path,Enter silence, not of sleep,Under shadows, not of wrath;Breath which ...
Rich labour is the struggle to be wise,While we make sure the struggle cannot cease.Else better were it in some ...
We spend our lives in learning pilotage,And grow good steersmen when the vessel's crank!Gap-toothed he spake, and with a tottering ...
Not solitarily in fields we findEarth's secret open, though one page is there;Her plainest, such as children spell, and shareWith ...
Fair and false! No dawn will greet Thy waking beauty as of old; The little flower beneath thy feet Is ...
The senses loving Earth or well or illRavel yet more the riddle of our lot.The mind is in their trammels, ...
Historic be the survey of our kind,And how their brave Society took shape.Lion, wolf, vulture, fox, jackal and ape,The strong ...
How low when angels fall their black descent, Our primal thunder tells: known is the pain Of music, that nigh ...
IProjected from the bilious Childe,This clatterjaw his foot could setOn Alps, without a breast beguiledTo glow in shedding rascal sweat.Somewhere ...
How smiles he at a generation rankedIn gloomy noddings over life! They pass.Not he to feed upon a breast unthanked,Or ...
What soul would bargain for a cure that brings Contempt the nobler agony to kill? Rather let me bear on ...
I am to follow her. There is much grace In woman when thus bent on martyrdom. They think that dignity ...
Their sense is with their senses all mixed in, Destroyed by subleties these women are! More brain, O Lord, more ...
Here Jack and Tom are paired with Moll and Meg. Curved open to the river-reach is seen A country merry-making ...
Distraction is the panacea, Sir! I hear my oracle of Medicine say. Doctor! that same specific yesterday I tried, and ...
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