Stanzas In Memory Of The Author Of ‘Obermann’ (Matthew Arnold Poems)
In front the awful Alpine track Crawls up its rocky stair; The autumn storm-winds drive the rack, Close o'er it, in the air. Behind ...
Matthew Arnold Poems on World (32 Poems)
Thyrsis: A Monody (Matthew Arnold Poems)
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village street its ...
The Scholar-Gyps (Matthew Arnold Poems)
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy wistful flock ...
Epilogue To Lessing’s Laocooen (Matthew Arnold Poems)
One morn as through Hyde Park we walk'd,My friend and I, by chance we talk'dOf Lessing's famed Laocooen;And after we awhile ...
A Summer Night (Matthew Arnold Poems)
In the deserted, moon-blanched street, How lonely rings the echo of my feet! Those windows, which I gaze at, frown, Silent and white, ...
Bacchanalia or The New Age (Matthew Arnold Poems)
IThe evening comes, the fields are still.The tinkle of the thirsty rill,Unheard all day, ascends again;Deserted is the half-mown plain,Silent ...
Geist’s Grave (Matthew Arnold Poems)
Four years!--and didst thou stay aboveThe ground, which hides thee now, but four?And all that life, and all that love,Were ...
Kaiser Dead (Matthew Arnold Poems)
What, Kaiser dead? The heavy newsPost-haste to Cobham calls the Muse,From where in Farringford she brewsThe ode sublime,Or with Pen-bryn's bold bard pursuesA ...
Desire (Matthew Arnold Poems)
Thou, who dost dwell alone; Thou, who dost know thine own; Thou, to whom all are known, From the cradle to the grave,-- Save, ...
Dover Beach (Matthew Arnold Poems)
The sea is calm to-night.The tide is full, the moon lies fairUpon the straits;—on the French coast the lightGleams and ...
Immortality (Matthew Arnold Poems)
Foil'd by our fellow-men, depress'd, outworn,We leave the brutal world to take its way,And, Patience! in another life, we sayThe ...
Progress (Matthew Arnold Poem)
The Master stood upon the mount, and taught. He saw a fire in his disciples' eyes; 'The old law', they ...
Obermann Once More (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Thyrsis, a Monody (Matthew Arnold Poem)
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
Lines Written in Kensington Gardens (Matthew Arnold Poem)
In this lone, open glade I lie, Screen'd by deep boughs on either hand; And at its end, to stay ...
Buried Life, The (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Rugby Chapel (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
The Song Of Empedocles (Matthew Arnold Poem)
And you, ye stars, Who slowly begin to marshal, As of old, in the fields of heaven, Your distant, melancholy ...
The Buried Life (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
Requiescat (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew! In quiet she reposes; Ah, would that I did ...
The Future (Matthew Arnold Poem)
A wanderer is man from his birth. He was born in a ship On the breast of the river of ...
The Pagan World (Matthew Arnold Poem)
In his cool hall, with haggard eyes, The Roman noble lay; He drove abroad, in furious guise, Along the Appian ...
The Voice (Matthew Arnold Poem)
As the kindling glances, Queen-like and clear, Which the bright moon lances From her tranquil sphere At the sleepless waters ...
Sohrab and Rustum (Matthew Arnold Poem)
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Memorial Verses (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece, Long since, saw Byron's struggle cease. But one such death remain'd to come; The ...
A Wish (Matthew Arnold Poem)
I ask not that my bed of death From bands of greedy heirs be free; For these besiege the latest ...
The Forsaken Merman (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below! Now my brothers call from the bay, Now the great ...
Growing Old (Matthew Arnold Poem)
What is it to grow old? Is it to lose the glory of the form, The lustre of the eye? ...
The Scholar Gypsy (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...