The Painter (Menella Bute Smedley Poems)
A hall it was, where myriad lamps a richer daylight made,And folds of falling purple gave harmony to shade;And odours, ...
A hall it was, where myriad lamps a richer daylight made,And folds of falling purple gave harmony to shade;And odours, ...
Airy budding ash-tree,You have made a throne,And the sweetest thrush in all the worldIs sitting there alone;Drawn in tints of ...
Not only in that other world, O friends,Do spirits sigh against their chain!Not only there is long Remembrance vain,And Hope ...
Many voices in the woodlandsStrike on the delighted ear,-Voices from the trees above usSinging to the opening year;Notes that seem ...
It is the hour of eveningWhen nature is at rest:Each weary bird is sleepingWithin its pleasant nest;The bee hath ceased ...
"Bear with us! Your garden showsMany a snug and comely nest;But the very leaf we choseIs for us the only ...
I heard there was no place among the powersFor Beauty; that she stands not in the plan;That even the tints ...
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