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 ...
The snow-drops sword-like pierce the lagging snows, The Winter dies with blessings on the Spring, The violet sweet, which Love himself well ...
In meadows bright with verdure of the Spring, Through which a stream pursued its lingering way, Changeful in hue as changed the ...
O wherefore write thy thoughts in careful measure? It cannot be thine own voice gives thee joy, In song is there an ...
In midst of dark and dreary days and nights, In sad and faded autumn of the year, When we recall those past ...
As poised one time in quietness of thought, The fiery clouds below, the clouds above, With glory strange all round about me ...
The sea is all unknown and dark to me, Great blackness rests on rock and tree and field, The sky above I ...
To know thy will, O Love, itself is joy, To do it an ineffable delight, Unweariedly life's sweetness to employ In willing acts ...
A sunless, blinded city in the day, A joyless, starless city in the night, A wild and barren moor and no clear ...
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