The Prophecy Of St. Oran: Part II (Mathilde Blind Poems)
I.THERE was a windless mere, on whose smooth breastA little island, flushed with purple bloom,Lay gently cradled like a moorhen's ...
Mathilde Blind Poems on Sons (3 Poems)
The Orange-Peel In The Gutter (Mathilde Blind Poems)
BEHOLD, unto myself I said,This place how dull and desolate,For lovely thoughts how all unmeet,This drear and darksome London street.Above, ...
Invocation (Mathilde Blind Poems)
JUNE, 1866.BREATHE thro' me in music, Spirit of the time!Pregnant with the future, Spirit of the time!As the west wind sougheth, Through the ...