Jonquil And Fleur-de-lys (Lord Alfred Douglas Poems)
iJonquil was a shepherd lad,White he was as the curded cream,Hair like the buttercups he had,And wet green eyes like ...
iJonquil was a shepherd lad,White he was as the curded cream,Hair like the buttercups he had,And wet green eyes like ...
Thou sombre lady of down-bended head,And weary lashes drooping to the cheek,With sweet sad fold of lips uncomforted,And listless hands ...
Here in this isleThe summer still lingers,And Autumn's brown fingers So busy the while With the leaves in the north; Are scarcely put ...
Wake up again, sad heart, wake up again !(I heard the birds this morning singing sweet.)Wake up again ! The ...
Through the still air of nightSuddenly comes, alone and shrill,Like the far-off voice of the distant light,The single piping trillOf ...
Roses red and white,Every rose is hanging her head,Silently comes the lady Night,Only the flowers can hear her tread.All day ...
I have been through the woods to-dayAnd the leaves were falling,Summer had crept away,And the birds were not calling.And the ...
I dreamed of him last night, I saw his faceAll radiant and unshadowed of distress,And as of old, in music ...
I know a green grass path that leaves the field,And like a running river, winds alongInto a leafy wood where ...
Most tuneful singer, lover tenderest,Most sad, most piteous, and most musical,Thine is the shrine more pilgrim-worn than allThe shrines of ...
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