The World Of Art (Bessie Rayner Parkes Poems)
THOU that wouldst enter here, Hold thy breath inward with an holy fear; Put off thy shoes, thou in this ...
THOU that wouldst enter here, Hold thy breath inward with an holy fear; Put off thy shoes, thou in this ...
God-like Tsarevna Of the Kirgiz-Kaisatskii horde! Whose wisdom matchless Opened the true path To young Prince Khlor To go up ...
I sit, unconscious of all things around,And look into my soul. Within it farThere is an image, dim and indistinct.Of ...
The kindred arts to please thee shall conspire,One dip the pencil, and one string the lyre. ...
TO MY READERS,-MY Life has been a wild, strange life,Now lulled in love-now wrapt in strife;I've had my dreams as ...
Out of the night of his sorrow, Why does the ...
Here is the height of land:The watershed on either handGoes down to Hudson BayOr Lake Superior;The stars are up, and ...
1. It is still bright night in the Alps, and a cloud, Authoring joyfulness, covers the yawning valley. Playful ...
Thou art a radiant and imperial star,Planet! whose silver crest beams bright, afarUpon the edge of yonder eastern hill,That, nightlike, ...
FORERUNNERS Walter. I HAVE a strain of a departed bard; One who was born too late into this world. A ...
1382It is a dream, I know:--Yet on the pastOf this dear England if in thought we gaze,About her seems a ...
Sun-child, as you watched the rain Beat the pane, Saw the garden of your ...
……………….SometimesThe young forgot the lessons they had learnt,And lov'd when they should hate, like thee, Imelda! ~ Italy, a PoemPassa ...
Somewhere or other, 'tis doubtful where,In the archives of Gosh is a volume rare, A precious old classic that nobody ...
I looked far in the future; down the dimEcholess avenue of silent years,And through the cold grey haze of Time ...
Only a few short years ago, there satA youth on one of old Rome's seven hills,Beneath a ruined temple, and ...
QUEEN of inventive thought, thy dreamsHave mark'd the colour of my fate;Still lend thy lightly quivering beams,Guide me through wilds ...
INow farewell to you! you areOne of my dearest, whom I trust:Now follow you the Western star,And cast the old ...
When I'm out among the fellows, with the work to hold my mind,Then there's heaps of joy in livin' an' ...
Hee that his mirth hath loste, Whose comfort is dismaid,Whose hope is vaine, whose faith is scorned, Whose trust is ...
Farewell, farewell! Before our prow Leaps in white foam the noisy channel,A tourist's cap is on my brow, My legs ...
Once again within the city, 'mid its multitudinous din, Stand I, while, as sinks a leaf when left by the ...
I pray you this my song to takeNot scornfully, for Boyhood's sake;It is the last, until the dayWhen your kind ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. A Modern Head--Dress, with a little Polite Conversation. What base ...
It is a pleasant thing to rhyme, Providing it but bring you money;But sweeter still to pass the time In ...
Sweet, kiss my eyelids close, and let me lie, On this old-fashioned sofa, in the dim And purple ...
August 13: 1704 Oft hast thou acted thy part, My country, worthily thee! Lifted ...
Into all the onward current and this iron time that feels Its own way with din and clamour through this ...
The theme of the traditional poet Was not of life. In the barren expanse of his imagination He conversed with ...
The troubles of life are many, The pleasures of life are few;When we sat in the sunlight, Annie, I dreamt ...
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