The School Of The Heart. Lesson The Second. (Henry Alford Poems)
My sweet companion, who hast ever been Beside me in all toils, refreshing oft My weary spirit with low whisperings Of hope that ...
Henry Alford Poems on Hope (16 Poems)
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 ...
Amor Mundanus. (Henry Alford Poems)
Freed from the womb, and from the bounds With which the stepdame infancy Our days of pupilage surrounds, We spring up beautiful and ...
How We Buried Him. A Tribute To The Memory Of The Late Canon Chesshyre, St. Martin’s, Canterbury. (Henry Alford Poems)
Where thickest on that eastward hill the grassy mounds are piled, We laid him till the glorious morn beside his waiting ...
A Crimean Thought. (Henry Alford Poems)
Again those heavy tidings. On the breeze Laden with death, they come. A thousand more Stiff on the sod of Tauris: yon ...
First Sunday After Easter, 1844. Sacred To The Memory Of Clement Henry Oke Alford. (Henry Alford Poems)
My blessed child! Last Sunday morn, That Feast of all the year, We held thee in our wearied arms, Distraught with hope and ...
The Salzburg Chimes. (Henry Alford Poems)
Sweetly float o'er town and tower Strains that mark the dawning hour; Soothing, as it glides along, Yon fair stream with tinkling song; Over ...
A Night Scene (Henry Alford Poems)
We looked into the silent sky, We gazed upon thee, lovely Moon; And thou wert shining clear and bright In night's unclouded noon. And ...
1846 (Henry Alford Poems)
Thou child of Man, fall down With contrite heart and low; Inheritor by fleshly birth Of exile, death, and woe. Thou child of Man, ...
The Land’s End (Henry Alford Poems)
This world of wonders, where our lot is cast,Hath far more ends than one. A man may standOn the bluff ...
Sonnet XCVI. Ascension Day, 1845 (Henry Alford Poems)
They stood and gazed into the summer sky, That earnest band of holy men and true: It was no vision that might ...
Sonnet XLVII. “There is a bright space in yon rolling cloud” (Henry Alford Poems)
There is a bright space in yon rolling cloud Betokening the presence of the moon;-- Into the pure sky she will travel ...
Sonnet LVII. Summit Of Skiddaw, July 7, 1838. (Henry Alford Poems)
At length here stand we, wrapt as in the cloud In which light dwelt before the sun was born, When the great ...
Sonnet CI. Our Early Friends. (Henry Alford Poems)
One, and another--pass they, and are gone, Our early friends. Like minute--bells of heaven, Across our path in fitful wailings driven, Hear we ...
Sonnet XLII. “Saviour and Lord beloved, what homage new” (Henry Alford Poems)
Saviour and Lord beloved, what homage new Shall thy Church give thee in these latter days, When there is nothing new; no ...
You And I (Henry Alford Poems)
My hand is lonely for your clasping, dear;My ear is tired waiting for your call.I want your strength to help, ...