Suggested by Matthew Arnold’s Stanzas (James B.V. Thomson Poems)
That one long dirge-moan sad and deep,Low, muffled by the solemn stressOf such emotion as doth steepThe soul in brooding ...
That one long dirge-moan sad and deep,Low, muffled by the solemn stressOf such emotion as doth steepThe soul in brooding ...
FAR in the West there lies a desert land, where the mountainsLift, through perpetual snows, their lofty and luminous summits.Down ...
I.He stood where the mountain moss outspreadIts smoothness beneath his dusky foot;The chestnut boughs above his head,Hung motionless and mute.There ...
And now it was evening.And Almitra the seeress said, "Blessed be this day and this place and your spirit that ...
Argument:"See, saw, Margery Daw:Sold her bed and lay on straw."The first born son of Lot and Bellicent,Gawain, in far-off days ...
The feathery foliage has broadened its leaves, And June, with its beautiful mornings and eves, Its magical atmosphere, breezes and blooms, Its woods ...
I sing that graceful toy, whose waving play,With gentle gales relieves the sultry day.Not the wide fan by Persian dames ...
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise,That most forgot from which true bliss would riseWhen marriage for a daughter ...
PIZARRO takes possession of Cuzco—The fanaticism of VALVERDA , aSpanish priest—Its dreadful effects—A Peruvian priest put to the tor-ture—His Daughter's ...
1Her eyes were not of amethyst,Her teeth were not of pearl.Human all over, laughing, crying,Shrewd, simple, just a girl!Cheerful at ...
"Smeirg a loisgeadh a thiompan ria."PART I.Still'd is the tempest's blust'ring roar; Hoarse dash the billows of the sea;--But who on ...
Magic Power.See Circe. Enchantress.Charms ev'n from Heav'n can conjure down the Moon:Circe with Charms Ulysses' Mates transform'd:In Meadows the cold ...
Argument.Hail to thee, Sound!-The power of Euterpe in all the scenes of life-in religion; in works of charity; in soothing ...
You shall hear how HiawathaPrayed and fasted in the forest,Not for greater skill in hunting,Not for greater craft in fishing,Not ...
Come forth, ye Nymphes, come forth, forsake your watry bowres,Forsake your mossy caves, and help me to lament:Help me to ...
The hollow winds of night no moreIn wild, unequal cadence pour,On musing fancy's wakeful ear,The groan of agony severeFrom yon ...
JUNE 8, 1881THREE paths there be where Learning's favored sons,Trained in the schools which hold her favored ones,Follow their several ...
IMy day began not till the twilight fell,And, lo, in ether from heaven's sweetest well,The New Moon swam divinely isolateIn ...
1Memory, be still! why throng upon the thoughtThese scenes deep-stain'd with Sorrow's sable dye?Hast thou in store no joy-illumined draught,To ...
A Memorial for Dylan Thomas IThey are murdering all the young men.For half a century now, every day,They have hunted them ...
IWho cometh over the hills,Her garments with morning sweet,The dance of a thousand rillsMaking music before her feet?Her presence freshens ...
I.With plumes to which the dewdrops cling,Wide waves the morn her golden wing;With countless variegated beamsThe empurpled orient glows and ...
Breathe softly on my harp, O Muse! In gentle strains now clothe its songs,Thy all inspiring force infuse, While singing of the ...
(Song of the uncommunicated Ideal.)I.I opened the eyes of my soul. And behold,A white river-lily: a lily awake, and aware,—For she set ...
I-SpringAllegroWake ! wake !Out of the snow and the mist,In rain-wet wind-blown gauzeOf amber and amethyst,Cometh Spring like a girl.Trembling ...
I went and came. The wild--wood tree,Again spread out my canopy.I could not sleep. I sat in griefAnd listened to ...
Argument:The man in the wilderness asked meHow many strawberries grow in the sea;And I answered him as I thought good,As ...
IMUSIC, on the air's edge, rides alone,Plumed like empastured Caesars of the skyWith a god's helmet; now, in the gold ...
"O LEND your wings, ye fav'ring gales, And gently wave the sea;And swell my husband's spreading sails, And waft him home to ...
At length the great decisive Year is come,And Britain triumphs o'er the Wiles of Rome,No more in Frowns our Holy ...
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