The Ballad Of Glastonbury (Henry Alford Poems)
The hills have on their royal robes Of purple and of gold, And over their tops the autumn clouds In heaps are onward ...
The hills have on their royal robes Of purple and of gold, And over their tops the autumn clouds In heaps are onward ...
The simple folk once used to throng These mouldering steps beneath, And every child that passed along Its soft petitions breathe, In pious days ...
Thou child of Man, fall down With contrite heart and low; Inheritor by fleshly birth Of exile, death, and woe. Thou child of Man, ...
They saw thee kneel with lowly mien, In faith a child, in state a queen; No circlet girt thy marble brow While at ...
Long we have mourned; but now the worst hath come, We cannot weep, nor feel as we have felt For aught in ...
Ilion, along whose streets in olden daysShone that divinest form, for whose sweet faceA monarch sire, with all his kingly ...
We cannot weep, nor feel as we have feltFor aught in sorrow: thou art all too calmAnd solemn--silent on thy ...
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