The Water Lily (John Bannister Tabb Poems)
Whence, O fragrant form of light,Hast thou drifted through the night,Swanlike, to a leafy nest,On the restless waves, at rest?Art ...
Whence, O fragrant form of light,Hast thou drifted through the night,Swanlike, to a leafy nest,On the restless waves, at rest?Art ...
Art thou the selfsame wind that blewWhen I was but a boy?Thy voice is like the voice I knew,And yet ...
Dust thou art, and unto dust,Playfellow, return thou must;Lingering death it is to stayIn the prison-house of clay—Bricks of Egypt, ...
For years, an ever-shifting shadeThe sunshine of thy visage made;Then, spider-like, the captive caughtIn meshes of immortal thought.E'en so, with ...
Thou sleepest sound, and IAnear thee lie,Yet worlds apart:Thou in the light of dreams;I, where the midnight seems—An ashen sea—From ...
All that thou art not, makes not up the sumOf what thou art, beloved, unto me:All other voices, wanting thine, ...
Go now thy way, but whereso'er thou art,If sick again for home,Know that the place forsaken in my heartIs vacant ...
Lord, wheresoe'er I am, Thou art,In love subservient to me,Still tendering a lowlier portThan saint or angel unto me. (John ...
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