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 flames shall brighten and the heat increase, The winds shall drive around the worn parched heart, The voice, at times, of ...
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 ...
My love is fair as is the first blush rose, My love is still as is the ocean deep, Within her heart ...
Thou fairest daughter of a thousand sires! Mother of Queens, undying beauty's flower! A mystery of God whence holy fires Were kindled that ...
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 ...
O joyous morning of the primal world! O tenderness of hue on sky and earth, The utterness of peace!-O sea impearled With first ...
As clear as calm experience comes at last, To weary wayfarer from some far land, So dawns the thought whose setting long ...
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 ...
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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