The Children’s Dance (John Wilson Poems)
How calm and beautiful the frosty nightHas stolen unnoticed like the hush of sleepO'er Grassmere-vale! Beneath the mellowing lightHow sinks ...
How calm and beautiful the frosty nightHas stolen unnoticed like the hush of sleepO'er Grassmere-vale! Beneath the mellowing lightHow sinks ...
Thou lonely spring of waters undefiled!Silently slumbering in thy mossy cell,Yea, moveless as the hillock's verdant sideFrom which thou hadst ...
'MID the august and never-dying lightOf constellated spirits, who have gain'dA throne in heaven, by power of heavenly acts,And leave ...
To whom belongs this valley fair,That sleeps beneath the filmy air,Even like a living thing?Silent,-as infant at the breast,-Save a ...
Beside her Babe, who sweetly slept,A widowed mother sat and weptO'er years of love gone by;And as the sobs thick-gathering ...
Is this the lake, the cradle of the storms,Where silence never tames the mountain-roar,Where poets fear their self-created forms,Or, sunk ...
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