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 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 ...
Rise up, my Love, my fair one come away, For lo! the winter's past, the rain is gone, The flowers of earth ...
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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