The School Of The Heart. Lesson The Fifth. (Henry Alford Poems)
From the great sun light flows upon the earth; And every thing that lives this summer morn Looks joyous; all along the ...
Henry Alford Poems on Flowers (38 Poems)
The School Of The Heart. Lesson The First (Henry Alford Poems)
The spring is coming round--the buds have burst, And on the coppice--path, and in the bower, The leaping spray of sunlight leaf--inwrought Sports ...
The School Of The Heart. Lesson The Third. (Henry Alford Poems)
The dews descend, the soft and gentle dews; Over the homeward meadows, stretching forth Far into the gray mist, the cattle lie Most ...
Lacrymae Paterae (Henry Alford Poems)
I. This tranquil Sabbath morn hath hushed the earth Into unwonted calm. The clear pale hills Lie beneath level lines of sunny clouds, Walling ...
A Letter To America (Henry Alford Poems)
This to Hale in the West, from the Dean beneath his Cathedral.Greeting and health, and many New--year and Christmas blessings;Also, ...
The Seasons: A Masque. As Represented By Father Christmas And His Attendants (Henry Alford Poems)
Part I.The Prologue was given by Father Christmas habited in a red robe, with a white beard and an icy ...
The Abbot Of Muchelnaye. Canto The Last (Henry Alford Poems)
``Here is no place for greeting: fly afar Before the absent sisterhood return. In my well--sembled agony, yon star I watched, whose westering ...
The Abbot Of Muchelnaye. Canto The Second. (Henry Alford Poems)
It is the solemn midnight; and the moon Hard by the zenith holds her solemn state, And yon flushed star will westward ...
The Epitaph Of Bion. (Henry Alford Poems)
Dolefully sound, ye groves and Dorian waters,Lament, ye rivers, our beloved Bion;Mourn, all ye plants, and whisper low, ye forests;Ye ...
Epicedia (Henry Alford Poems)
I.Ye must not die--your cheek is red,Ye have not lost your bloom;We shall be loth when ye are deadTo lay ...
A Spring Scene. (Henry Alford Poems)
MOTHER. So thou hast brought thy bosom full of daisies And gilded celandine. There, pour them forth-- A pretty April snow--storm. Now enfold Thine ...
Lines Written October 23, 1836, A Few Hours After The Birth Of My First Child. (Henry Alford Poems)
Beautiful babe, I gaze upon thy face That bears no trace of earth: thy silk--soft cheek Gladdens me even to tears, and ...
Christmas Eve 1836 (Henry Alford Poems)
The stars are clear and frosty, and the Earth Is laid in her first sleep, secure and calm; The glorious works of ...
April, 1844. (Henry Alford Poems)
There was a child, bright as the summer prime, Fair as a flower. Not long his speaking eyes Had uttered meaning: nature's ...
Amor Coelestis (Henry Alford Poems)
I have a longing to be free; The soul that in me hides Its mouldering fires, unwillingly Its day of liberation bides. Clouds, that ...
Sonnets, Suggested In The West Of England. During The Summer Of 1832 (Henry Alford Poems)
I.IntroductoryIf thou would'st find what holiest men have sought,Communion with the power of Poesy,Empty thy mind of all unquiet thought,--Lay ...
Portsmouth, 1830 (Henry Alford Poems)
When I am in my grave, The busy clouds will wander on; This Moon, that silver--tips each dancing wave, Will shine as it ...
Fragments From Sappho (Henry Alford Poems)
I. Hesperus, thou bringest near Hesperus, thou bringest nearAll that garish dayScattered far away:Thou bringest back the sheep,Thou bringest back the goat,Thou ...
The Dead. (Henry Alford Poems)
The dead alone are great! While heavenly plants abide on earth, The soil is one of dewless dearth; But when they die, a ...
1830 (Henry Alford Poems)
Thou little flower, that on thy stem Totterest as the breezes blow; There is no strife with thee and them, They kiss thee ...
November, 1847. (Henry Alford Poems)
Oh for one word of that Almighty voice, Whose tone, though gentle, pierced the ear of death-- Talitha, cumi! Oh that He ...
Hymn For A Missal. (Henry Alford Poems)
Thou that art the Father's Word,Thou that art the Lamb of God,Thou that art the Virgin's Son,Thou that savest souls ...
Sonnet XXXVII. To Winter. Written At Ampton, Suffolk. (Henry Alford Poems)
Welcome, stern Winter, though thy brows are bound With no fresh flowers, and ditties none thou hast But the wild music of ...
Sonnet XXIX. To Charles Merivale (Henry Alford Poems)
Thou friend whom chilling years have altered not, When shall we once again by winter fire Or in the summer sun, quench ...
Sonnet IV. “Out, palsied soul, that dost but tremble ever” (Henry Alford Poems)
Out, palsied soul, that dost but tremble ever In sight of the bright sunshine;--mine be joy, And the full heart, and eye ...
Sonnet LXI. The Same. (Henry Alford Poems)
Nor is a thankful strain from me not due To you, ye company of cherished flowers, That look upon, throughout the weary ...
Sonnet XXV. The Funeral. (Henry Alford Poems)
Slowly and softly let the music go, As ye wind upwards to the gray church--tower; Check the shrill hautboy, let the pipe ...
Sonnet XXVI. “Rise, said the Master, come unto the feast:–” (Henry Alford Poems)
Rise, said the Master, come unto the feast:-- She heard the call, and rose with willing feet; But thinking it not otherwise ...
Sonnet I. “If thou wouldst find what holiest men have sought” (Henry Alford Poems)
If thou wouldst find what holiest men have sought, Communion with the power of Poesy, Empty thy mind of all unquiet thought, Lay ...
Sonnet LI. “Close is the nook; the valley–pathway steep” (Henry Alford Poems)
Close is the nook; the valley--pathway steep Above the river climbs; and down the bank, With sweet wild roses and thick hazels ...