New Year’s Eve: A Waking Dream (George MacDonald Poems)
I have not any fearful tale to tellOf fabled giant or of dragon-claw,Or bloody deed to pilfer and to sellTo ...
I have not any fearful tale to tellOf fabled giant or of dragon-claw,Or bloody deed to pilfer and to sellTo ...
Under an arch of glorious leaves I passedOut of the wood and saw the sickle moonFloating in daylight o'er the ...
Subtly conscious, all awake,Let us clear our eyes, and breakThrough the cloudy chrysalis,See the wonder as it is.Down a narrow ...
BLUE, the wreaths of smoke, like drooping bannersFrom the flaming battlements of sunsetHung suspended; and within his whareHipe, last of ...
ILMARINEN'S BRIDE OF GOLD.Ilmarinen, metal-worker,Wept one day, and then a second,Wept the third from morn till evening,O'er the death of ...
MAIDEN OF THE RAINBOW.Pohyola's fair and winsome daughter,Glory of the land and water,Sat upon the bow of heaven,On its highest ...
Tell me, Muse, what colour floateth round the River's ancient head: Is it white and black, or white ...
What dost thou here, O soul,Beyond thy own control,Under the strange wild sky?0 stars, reach down your hands,And clasp me ...
Aye, but she?Your other sister and my other soulGrave Silence, lovelierThan the three loveliest maidens, what of her?Clio, not you,Not ...
I.MY lay is ended! closed the circling year, From Spring's first dawn to Winter's darkling night; The moan of sorrow, ...
To the memory of John Peale Bishop, 1892-1944Attor porsi la mano un poco avante,e colsi un ramicel da un gran ...
BIRTH OF THE SECOND HARP.Wainamoinen, ancient minstrel,Long reflecting, sang these measures:"It is now the time befittingTo awaken joy and gladness,Time ...
Faint as a climate-changing bird that fliesAll night across the darkness, and at dawnFalls on the threshold of her native ...
Above the dark good sea the boundless air rushed here and there, it flew like a blue falcon, silently swallowing ...
What doest thou in heaven, O moon? Say, silent moon, what doest thou? Thou risest in the evening; thoughtfully Thou ...
Keen was the blast, and bleak the morn, When Lucy took her way, To seek the wretch, whose perjur'd vows ...
FORERUNNERS Walter. I HAVE a strain of a departed bard; One who was born too late into this world. A ...
In the garden yonder of yews and death,There sojournethA man who toils, and has toiled for aye.Digging the dried-up ground ...
ADOWN yon fair sequester'd valeA silver stream meandering flows;Thick on its banks the primrose pale,And sweet the azure violet blows.Around ...
INow farewell to you! you areOne of my dearest, whom I trust:Now follow you the Western star,And cast the old ...
It is a winter's taleThat the snow blind twilight ferries over the lakesAnd floating fields from the farm in the ...
I dreamed that the Chimaera came, A wandering angel, white with flame From some cloud's height or moonless deep, And ...
"O, WHITHER sail you, Sir John Franklin? Cried a whaler in Baffin's Bay. To know if between the land ...
Rufus Gale speaks--1852Yes,--in the Lincoln Militia,--in the war of eighteen-twelve;Many's the day I've had since then to dig and delve--But ...
I When you, that at this moment are to me Dearer than words on paper, shall ...
I know him, February's thrush,And loud at eve he valentinesOn sprays that paw the naked bushWhere soon will sprout the ...
Babs Malone Now the squatters and the cockies, Shearers, trainers, and their jockeys Had gathered them together for a meeting ...
THE sobbings of the ocean wavesWere all the notes that Basil knew;He lov'd them since his ear could dwellWith gladness ...
Praise of the knights of oldMay sleep: their tale is told, And no man cares:The praise which fires ...
Come on then, ye dwellers by nature in darkness, and like to the leaves' generations, ...
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