Modern Love XXXIII: In Paris, at the Louvre (George Meredith Poems)
'In Paris, at the Louvre, there have I seen The sumptuously-feathered angel pierce Prone Lucifer, descending. Looked he fierce, Showing ...
'In Paris, at the Louvre, there have I seen The sumptuously-feathered angel pierce Prone Lucifer, descending. Looked he fierce, Showing ...
It is no vulgar nature I have wived. Secretive, sensitive, she takes a wound Deep to her soul, as if ...
What soul would bargain for a cure that brings Contempt the nobler agony to kill? Rather let me bear on ...
Sharp is the night, but stars with frost alive Leap off the rim of earth across the dome. It is ...
On a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose. Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend Above the rolling ball in ...
What links are ours with orbs that are So resolutely far: The solitary asks, and they Give radiance as from ...
A message from her set his brain aflame. A world of household matters filled her mind, Wherein he saw hypocrisy ...
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