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 flames shall brighten and the heat increase, The winds shall drive around the worn parched heart, The voice, at times, of ...
Sometimes a Sigh wells upward from the deep, And glides into my presence like a ghost: Unwelcome guest, what grain is here ...
The lone parched land still yearns for later rains, The hopeless exile for a sight of home, Those ever suffering ask a ...
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 ...
I love, and therefore silent I remain, Because I love, no jealousy is near; I love! and love's expression can restrain, And nothing ...
As clear as calm experience comes at last, To weary wayfarer from some far land, So dawns the thought whose setting long ...
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