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 ...
The stars are clear and frosty, and the Earth Is laid in her first sleep, secure and calm; The glorious works of ...
This fragrant plant from sunny Italy, Plucked by our passing hand, was homeward brought: Memorial of that favoured clime to be, And minister ...
I go to the region of dreams, Where a veil is drawn o'er the bright day--beams, And a soft and shadowy mist ...
Where thickest on that eastward hill the grassy mounds are piled, We laid him till the glorious morn beside his waiting ...
This grave's a cradle where an infant lies,Rockt fast asleepe with Death's sad lullabyes.Sad lullabyes, dear child--in this sweet spot,The ...
Again those heavy tidings. On the breeze Laden with death, they come. A thousand more Stiff on the sod of Tauris: yon ...
I was a young fair tree: Each spring with quivering green My boughs were clad; and far Down the deep vale, a light Shone ...
``Child, whither goest thou Over the snowy hill? The frost--air nips so keen That the very clouds are still: From the golden folding curtains The ...
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 ...
My blessed child! Last Sunday morn, That Feast of all the year, We held thee in our wearied arms, Distraught with hope and ...
The Baron is back from his hawking come,At the close of the summer's day:But the spots of red blood danced ...
Rise, sons of merry England, from mountain and from plain; Let each light up his spirit, let none unmoved remain; The morning ...
Children of your Father's love, Children of your God above, See the Cross, whereon portrayed All your duties are displayed. Alice, eldest born and ...
Beloved, to whose wedded hand I trust This treasure of sweet song, it is but meet That thou shouldst know its value; ...
Stand up before your GodYou army bold and bright,Saints martyrs and confessorsIn your robes of white;The Church below doth challenge ...
When the thing thou lovest is not one That thou canst beg a blessing on; When the thing thou lovest puts a ...
The year is born to--day--methinks it hath A chilly time of it; for down the sky The flaky frost--cloud stretches, and the ...
See me, by elemental warfare torn From yonder peak's aerial crest, Now on the rifted breast Of this ice--ocean borne By ministering ages without ...
Thou wert fair, Lady Mary, As the lily in the sun: And fairer yet thou mightest be, Thy youth was but begun: Thine eye ...
Bright glowed the canvas, or with chastened light Of the wan moon was tinted; features mild With hopes angelic,--glorious visions wild, Fixed by ...
On thy green marge, thou vale of Avalon, Not for that thou art crowned with ancient towers And shafts and clustered pillars ...
Speak thou the truth. Let others fence,And trim their words for pay:In pleasant sunshine of pretenceGuard thou the fact: though ...
I stand upon the margin of our level lake; The daylight from the west is fading fast away; The rooks above the ...
There was a child, bright as the summer prime, Fair as a flower. Not long his speaking eyes Had uttered meaning: nature's ...
The simple folk once used to throng These mouldering steps beneath, And every child that passed along Its soft petitions breathe, In pious days ...
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 ...
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 ...
I have a longing to be free; The soul that in me hides Its mouldering fires, unwillingly Its day of liberation bides. Clouds, that ...
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 ...
Whereto shall I liken thee,Thou with sunbright eyes divine?Twilight never dimmeth thee,Evermore thy sharp eyes shine;Thou art like the morning ...
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