Night: (John William Inchbold Poems)
AN ODE. O Queen and Spirit! beautiful and still, Whose eyes the world's most wondrous things receive, So that thy face we never ...
AN ODE. O Queen and Spirit! beautiful and still, Whose eyes the world's most wondrous things receive, So that thy face we never ...
STRATFORD-ON-AVON. I. I feel the precious balm of Nature's joy! I rest as in a dream of quiet bliss! Time's scroll unfolded lies: again ...
At last are fled the leaves that lingered long, The sun at last withholds his parting glow, The clouds move onward like ...
Who knows where wanders ship on lonely sea? Who tells what guides us onward to our love? Why early blossoms fade to ...
Hast seen the many-coloured bow of life, And tasted all the sweetness that lies hid Within a human smile? When wert thou ...
Like as the snow with sunshine is dissolved, And keen and angry winds are hushed to peace, And frost by new-born Spring ...
Like as a sweet child near the moving sea, Bends downward on his frail new world of sand, Happy if but within ...
I thought my simple tale was fully told, My joys and sorrows settled into peace, I thought my thraldom had received release, Since ...
There is a book wherein we sometimes see A dim reflection of the face of God; Awful at times these writings seem ...
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