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 ...
The snow-drops sword-like pierce the lagging snows, The Winter dies with blessings on the Spring, The violet sweet, which Love himself well ...
My Love! there is a mighty beechen tree, That spreads large arms above a babbling brook, Where happy children read in love's ...
O wherefore write thy thoughts in careful measure? It cannot be thine own voice gives thee joy, In song is there an ...
Sometimes a Sigh wells upward from the deep, And glides into my presence like a ghost: Unwelcome guest, what grain is here ...
Who knows where wanders ship on lonely sea? Who tells what guides us onward to our love? Why early blossoms fade to ...
My love is fair as is the first blush rose, My love is still as is the ocean deep, Within her heart ...
The lone parched land still yearns for later rains, The hopeless exile for a sight of home, Those ever suffering ask a ...
Sweet Love forgive, if when I deemed me wise, I doubted what I could not understand, With time has come the opening ...
We only know that all in peace have rest, The Babe that died betwixt its sob and smile, The Knight whose fame ...
As poised one time in quietness of thought, The fiery clouds below, the clouds above, With glory strange all round about me ...
Rise up, my Love, my fair one come away, For lo! the winter's past, the rain is gone, The flowers of earth ...
Like as the snow with sunshine is dissolved, And keen and angry winds are hushed to peace, And frost by new-born Spring ...
I saw the stars look down upon the earth, The cold moon blended with the trembling sea, I watch'd the sun from ...
There is no time without its flower of love! Does violet go, and red rose pass away? Do thrush and lark forget ...
Say what to me forsooth is praise, what blame When thou, my only dearest love, art dead, And what the sweet loud ...
I love, and therefore silent I remain, Because I love, no jealousy is near; I love! and love's expression can restrain, And nothing ...
O come, white snow, and hide the Summer dead! Let not a flower of all I loved be seen! O blinding sky ...
How long the storm may last, the west wind blow! The wreck how long endure the angry waves! How long, my Love, ...
O wherefore ever onward Love, O why Not rest with me awhile, and bid me take Thine own sweet flowers that everywhere ...
As clear as calm experience comes at last, To weary wayfarer from some far land, So dawns the thought whose setting long ...
Do those pure eyes shine verily the same, On any other eyes they chance to meet? O tell to me, by Love's ...
Like as a sweet child near the moving sea, Bends downward on his frail new world of sand, Happy if but within ...
Just as of old sweet Avon winds its way, Embracing yellow corn and meadow land, The harvest moon makes night a sweeter ...
To know thy will, O Love, itself is joy, To do it an ineffable delight, Unweariedly life's sweetness to employ In willing acts ...
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 ...
Sweet! I have seen a river's barren bed, With just one line of heaven-reflecting light, That once from a pure bubbling fountain-head Had ...
Like unto echoed music in a dream, A slowly sailing cloud in summer's sky, Achieving some mysterious work on high, A thought that ...
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