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 ...
IHe who has looked upon EarthDeeper than flower and fruit,Losing some hue of his mirth,As the tree striking rock at ...
Thou, run to the dry on this wayside bank,Too plainly of all the propellers bereft!Quenched youth, and is that thy ...
Sprung of the father blood, the mother brain,Are they who point our pathway and sustain.They rarely meet; one soars, one ...
Who murmurs, hither, hither: whoWhere nought is audible so fills the ear?Where nought is visible can make appearA veil with ...
INot yet had History's Aetna smoked the skies,And low the Gallic Giantess lay enchained,While overhead in ordered set and riseHer ...
Musing on the fate of Daphne,Many feelings urged my breast,For the God so keen desiring,And the Nymph so deep distrest.Never ...
IEnter these enchanted woods,You who dare.Nothing harms beneath the leavesMore than waves a swimmer cleaves.Toss your heart up with the ...
Sword of Common Sense! -Our surest gift: the sacred chainOf man to man: firm earth for trustIn structures vowed to ...
Fair Mother Earth lay on her back last night, To gaze her fill on Autumn's sunset skies, When at a ...
Days, when the ball of our visionHad eagles that flew unabashed to sun;When the grasp on the bow was decision,And ...
IWith love exceeding a simple love of the thingsThat glide in grasses and rubble of woody wreck;Or change their perch ...
Day of the cloud in fleets! O dayOf wedded white and blue, that sailImmingled, with a footing rayIn shadow-sandals down ...
O my lover! the night like a broad smooth wave Bears us onward, and morn, a black rock, shines wet. ...
What splendour of imperial station man,The Tree of Life, may reach when, rooted fast,His branching stem points way to upper ...
The hundred years have passed, and heWhose name appeased a nation's fears,As with a hand laid over sea;To thunder through ...
ILeave the uproar: at a leapThou shalt strike a woodland path,Enter silence, not of sleep,Under shadows, not of wrath;Breath which ...
How low when angels fall their black descent, Our primal thunder tells: known is the pain Of music, that nigh ...
Once I was part of the music I heardOn the boughs or sweet between earth and sky,For joy of the ...
What links are ours with orbs that are So resolutely far: The solitary asks, and they Give radiance as from ...
Along the garden terrace, under which A purple valley (lighted at its edge By smoky torch-flame on the long cloud-ledge ...
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