Suggested by Matthew Arnold’s Stanzas (James B.V. Thomson Poems)
That one long dirge-moan sad and deep,Low, muffled by the solemn stressOf such emotion as doth steepThe soul in brooding ...
That one long dirge-moan sad and deep,Low, muffled by the solemn stressOf such emotion as doth steepThe soul in brooding ...
'Ceste insignefable et tragicque comedie' RABELMS.IThe sun was down, and twilight greyFilled half the air; but in the room,Whose curtain ...
ILOVE'S DAWNStill thine eyes haunt me; in the darkness now,The dreamtime, the hushed stillness of the night,I see them shining ...
Who has a thing to bringFor a gift to our lord the king,Our king all kings above?A young girl brought ...
IHis eyes found nothing beautiful and bright,Nor wealth nor honour, glory nor delight,Which he could grasp and keep with might ...
Mr. MacCall at Cleveland Hall,Sunday evening-date to fix-Fifteenth April, sixty-six,Speech reported and redactedBy a fellow much distracted.IWho lectures? No mere ...
1What precious thing are you making fastIn all these silken lines?And where and to whom will it go at last?Such ...
In the endless nights, from my bed, where sleepless in anguish I lie,I startle the stillness and gloom with a ...
For I must sing of all I feel and know,Waiting with Memnon passive near the palms,Until the heavenly light doth ...
Would some little joy to-dayVisit us, heart!Could it but a moment stay,Then depart,With the flutter of its wingsStirring sense of ...
The fire that filled my heart of oldGave luster while it burned;Now only ashes gray and coldAre in its silence ...
Eastwards through busy streets I lingered on;Jostled by anxious crowds, who, heart and brain,Were so absorbed in dreams of Mammon-gain,That ...
As we rush, as we rush in the Train,The trees and the houses go wheeling back,But the starry heavens above ...
Give a man a horse he can ride,Give a man a boat he can sail;And his rank and wealth, his ...
Once in a saintly passionI cried with desperate grief,'O Lord, my heart is black with guile,Of sinners I am chief.'Then ...
This field of stones, he said,May well call forth a sigh;Beneath them lie the dead,On them the living lie.(James B.V. ...
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