London Snow (Robert Seymour Bridges Poems)
When men were all asleep the snow came flying, In large white flakes falling on the city brown,Stealthily and perpetually ...
When men were all asleep the snow came flying, In large white flakes falling on the city brown,Stealthily and perpetually ...
I never shall love the snow againSince Maurice died:With corniced drift it blocked the lane,And sheeted in a desolate plainThe ...
For beauty being the best of all we knowSums up the unsearchable and secret aimsOf nature, and on joys whose ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Sense with keenest edge unusèd, Yet unsteel'd by scathing fire; Lovely feet as yet unbruisèd On the ways of dark ...
Awake, my heart, to be loved, awake, awake! The darkness silvers away, the morn doth break, It leaps in the ...
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
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