Chillingham (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poems)
I Through the sunny garden The humming bees are still; The fir climbs the heather, The heather climbs the hill. The low clouds have riven A ...
I Through the sunny garden The humming bees are still; The fir climbs the heather, The heather climbs the hill. The low clouds have riven A ...
When my love did what I would not, what I would not,I could hear his merry voice upon the wind,Crying, ...
I ask of thee, love, nothing but relief.Thou canst not bring the old days back again;For I was happy then,Not ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
I How should I seek to make a song for thee When all my music is to moan thy name? ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
I bring ye wine from above, From the vats of the storied sun; For every one of yer love, And ...
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
Ware, nor of good nor ill, what aim hath act? Without its climax, death, what savour hath Life? an impeccable ...
A vision of flushed faces, shining limbs, The madness of the music that entrances All life ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
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