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 Man (39 Poems)
The School Of The Heart. Lesson The Fourth. (Henry Alford Poems)
Rememberest thou that solemn eventide When last we parted? we had wandered forth Down that steep hill--path to the level moor; It was ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
To A Drop Of Dew. (Henry Alford Poems)
Sun--begotten, ocean--born, Sparkling in the summer morn Underneath me as I pass O'er the hill--top on the grass, All among thy fellow--drops On the speary ...
Inscription. For The Ruin Of A Villiage Cross, Hathern, Leicestershire. (Henry Alford Poems)
The simple folk once used to throng These mouldering steps beneath, And every child that passed along Its soft petitions breathe, In pious days ...
An Easter Ode. (Henry Alford Poems)
The calm of blessed Night Is on Judaea's hills; The full--orbed moon with cloudless light Is sparkling on their rills: One spot above the ...
In A Letter From Scotland (Henry Alford Poems)
O for a drosky and a pair,To flee from wet, ennui, and care,--To rush where Alps on Alps arise,And genuine ...
The Ancient Man. (Henry Alford Poems)
There is an ancient man who dwells Without our parish--bounds, Beyond the poplar--avenue, Across two meadow--grounds; And whensoe'er our two small bells To church call ...
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, ...
Written During An Aurora Borealis, January 7, 1831 (Henry Alford Poems)
Lo, where they play, the fiery squadrons bright,Along the spangled azure of the night;Waving aloft their ensigns, where the whileWheels ...
Psalm XXIV (Henry Alford Poems)
CHORUS OF ANGELS. The Earth is God's; the fullness tooOf all that therein is;Upon the floods he founded it,And built 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 ...
A Truant Hour. (Henry Alford Poems)
The golden stars keep watch aloft; Unmarked the moments glide along, Save that around me scatters oft Yon nightingale his pearls of song:-- The ...
Palinode To The Foregoing. (Henry Alford Poems)
Thus sung I in these grounds erewhile, perchance Tempted by sudden aptitude of words Into that measure which least pleaseth me, Sacred to ...
Written On The Day Of General Thanksgiving, April 14, 1833 (Henry Alford Poems)
Surely, methinks, this Sabbath mornSome brighter sunshine should adornThan Heaven vouchsafes on common days;And buds should burst, and all the ...
Written In An Artificial Pleasure-Ground (Henry Alford Poems)
'Tis pretty, doubtless: water, grass, and trees, The man who hath a heart must always please: The morning glories from yon steaming ...
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 XCIV. “Have pity, Holy One, on those who stray” (Henry Alford Poems)
Have pity, Holy One, on those who stray: Thou kind and loving Shepherd, fetch Thou home The rebel flocks who in the ...
Sonnet LIV. Stratford-Upon-Avon (Henry Alford Poems)
We stood upon the tomb of him whose praise Time, nor oblivious thrift, nor envy chill, Nor war, nor ocean with her ...
Sonnet LXXVI. Arion. (Henry Alford Poems)
Not song, nor beauty, nor the wondrous power Of the clear sky, nor stream, nor mountain glen, Nor the wide Ocean, turn ...
Sonnet LXXXII. “The heart of man is everywhere the same” (Henry Alford Poems)
The heart of man is everywhere the same: In distant Savoy roamed we long ago With one to guide us o'er the ...
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 XCVIII. “”There is one baptism:” thus wrote holy Paul-” (Henry Alford Poems)
"There is one baptism:'' thus wrote holy Paul-- Behold its only trace, yon ancient stone Forth to dishonour and destruction thrown, Catching the ...
Sonnet XXXII. On Hearing That It Is Supposed, From Astronomical Considerations, The World Is Yet In (Henry Alford Poems)
So then the lessons of all--teaching Time Shall not be fruitless; but the sons of men Will live to ripen into age, ...
Sonnet LXIV. Written At Ghent. (Henry Alford Poems)
Alas for England, if her native hearts Were only to be won by stately towers, Or oft--recurring chime of many parts, With lively ...
Sonnet XVI. Recollection Of Wordsworth’s “Ruth.” (Henry Alford Poems)
Here are the brows of Quantock, purple--clad With lavish heath--bloom: there, the banks of Tone. Where is that woman, love--forlorn and sad, Piping ...