Repose (John Bannister Tabb Poems)
I laid me down in solitude, but not alone:The night was with me, and the stars above me shone;The Earth, ...
I laid me down in solitude, but not alone:The night was with me, and the stars above me shone;The Earth, ...
Skim o'er the tide,And from thy pinions flingThe sparkling water-drops,Sweet child of spring!Bathe in the dying sunshine warm and bright,Till ...
I lift mine eyes, and lo! impetuous tearsBedim them, as the tides of thought o'erflowThe soul's expansion. On thy peaks ...
"I feel the flowers growing over me."Prophetic thought! Behold, no cypress gloomPortrays in dim memorial the doomThat quenched the ray ...
I saw the grave of Shakespeare in a dream,And round about it grouped a wondrous throng,His own majestic mourners, who ...
Mute oracle of meek humanity,Save to its sense of blindness wholly blind,That drifting wide in misery, to findSome beacon o'er ...
And is it well with thee?Ay, past all dreaming, well!For here we dwellWhere none may weep,And Paradise is ours again ...
"It is one of Nature's wrongs,"Sneered the Shovel to the Tongs,"To have led your legs so very far astray.""Ah, she ...
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 ...
Come back to me! but not as now ye are.O friends afar!For it were pain,More keen than parting, so to ...
The god enamoured never knewThe shadow that beguiled his view,Nor deemed it less divinely trueThan Life and Love.And so the ...
He sat beside the well,And leaning o'er the brink,Down to the bottom fellAnd died, they thought, of drink.But when they ...
He floundered from the breakers coolInto a boiling pot,Where, thinking some egregious foolHad made the water hot,—Ashamed of such stupidity,He ...
"Keats! Keats!"From yonder bushThe startled thrushThis name repeats;As if he heardMy thought, and fainWould greet againHis brother-bird. (John Bannister Tabb)
So let me in thy heaven of thought appear,As doth a twilight star—The harbinger of tenderest hopes anear,And memories afar. ...
When palsied at the pool of ThoughtThe Poet's words were found,Thy voice the healing Angel broughtTo touch them into sound. ...
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