The Undying Splendour (John William Streets Poems)
I: ENGLANDThere lies an isle, a splendour of the seaHaunting as Babylon, illustrious as Rome:A race of Saxon freemen there ...
I: ENGLANDThere lies an isle, a splendour of the seaHaunting as Babylon, illustrious as Rome:A race of Saxon freemen there ...
Beneath a hawthorn bush, dying, he layUpon an orchard slope, a gentle hill;The silvery moonlight thro' the night did playUpon ...
Let music vast, triumphal, fill the world's great nave,Voicing the peerless theme of noble youthWho rose to Life's sublimest greatness ...
I hear thy voice in the lonely pinesWhen the winds arise in their unknown lair;In the rush of waves in ...
I: VISIONCharmed with the ceaseless music of the brook-Babbling with hope and with Youth's deathless song;Full with the joys of ...
Like memories born in a dream my Fancy around thee plays,Re-embodies the life, the beauty of olden daysThat were thine ...
NOW."Mother of England! why do you weep?""My heart's with the fate of my own dearest sonsFighting for Freedom against modern ...
Night on the plains, and the stars unfoldThe cycle of night in splendour old;The winds are hushed, on the fire-swept ...
Night broodeth o'er the solitude sereneAs some glad mother o'er her first-born child,Pouring her gladness on the shadowy sceneIn floods ...
O sweet blue eve that seems so loath to die,Trailing the sunset glory into night,Within the soft, cool strangeness of ...
Hushed is the wind upon the southern hill:It died e'en as the sunset in the westSwoon'd Cleopatra-like; upon its breastMy ...
I, too, have loved with you our mother Earth:Listen'd at pensive eve the lyric thrushShake out his ecstasy to lovely ...
A lonely moorland stretching farBeneath the stars' eternal light;A sentry standing there aloneVigilant, peering thro' the night.A meteor shoots adown ...
Two shining eyes that never lose their light,Haunting with dreams like stars within the night;Two rosy lips whose magic kisses ...
You came into the shadow of my grief(A lovely vision radiating light);Your passing was as soulful and as briefAs winds ...
No splendid show of solemn funeral rite,No stricken mourners following his bier,No peal of organ reaching thro' his night,Is rendered ...
A breath of wind; a fragrant memory;Soft music and the magic of a song;A night beneath whose moonlight pale and ...
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