The Coming of the Princess (Kate Seymour Maclean Poems)
I.Break dull November skies, and makeSunshine over wood and lake,And fill your cells of frosty airWith thousand, thousand welcomes to ...
I.Break dull November skies, and makeSunshine over wood and lake,And fill your cells of frosty airWith thousand, thousand welcomes to ...
In the beautiful May weather, Lapsing soon into June; On a golden, golden day Of the green and golden May, When our hearts were ...
"Oh! spare dual idols of the past, Whose lips are dumb, whose eyes are dim; Truth's diadem is not for himWho comes, ...
As the sand of the desert is smitten By hoof-beats that strike out a light,A flash by which dumb things are ...
Dimly and dumbly under the ground,Groping the walls of their prison round,The roots of the aged and garrulous treesAre sending ...
Under the orchard boughs, That drop red leaves like coals into the grass. The golden arrows of the sunset fall; And on the ...
In those dark mornings, deep in June, When brooding birds stir in the nest,And heavy dews slip down the leaves, And drop ...
I touch but the things which are near; The heavens are too high for my reach: In shadow and symbol and creed, I ...
Out of the dread eternities, The vast abyss of night,A glorious pageant rose and shone, And passed from human sight.We saw the ...
Out of the west a voice—a shudder of horror and pity; Quivers along the pulses of all the winds that blow;—Woe ...
The rowan tree grows by the tower foot,(_Flotsam and jetsam from over the sea, Can the dead feel joy or pain?_)And ...
I have been where the roses blow, Where the orange ripens its gold,And the mountains stand with their peaks of snow, To ...
I lift my spirit to your cloudy thrones, And feel it broaden to your vast expanse, Oh! mountains, so immeasurably old, Crowned with ...
Into the darkness and the deeps My thoughts have strayed, where silence dwells,Where the old world encrypted sleeps,— Myriads of forms, in ...
In the sleep-haunted gloomBorn of the slumbrous twilight in these shades,These vast and venerable collonades, I welcome thee, dear June! And while ...
Cloudy argosies are drifting down into the purple dark,And the long low amber reaches, lying on the horizon's mark,Shape themselves ...
Here the sunshine, filtering down,Through leaves of emerald, dun and brown, Is green instead of goldenAnd the hum and roar of ...
Night! the horrible wizard Night! The dumb and terrible NightHath drawn his circle of magic, roundOver the sky, and over the ...
At last, dear love, the day is gone, The doors are barred—the lamps are lit,The couch beside the fire is drawn, The ...
Art thou not sweet,Oh world, and glad to the inmost heart of thee! All creatures rejoice With one rapturous voice. As I, with ...
Marguerite,—oh Marguerite!Thy sleep is sound, and still and sweet,Framed in the pale gold of thy hair,Thy face is like an ...
In your beautiful book, dear Mary, With pages so white and fair,I pause ere I trace the first sentence, And thoughtfully breathe ...
A little bird woke singing in the night, Dreaming of coming day,And piped, for very fulness of delight, His little roundelay.Dreaming he ...
The moon went under a ragged cloud, The owl cried out of the ruined wall,Slow and solemn, distinct and loud, His melancholy ...
Thou comest to the year,And bringest all things beautiful and sweet;Thy lovely miracles themselves repeat In the green glory of the ...
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