Ode To The Johns Hopkins University (Sidney Lanier Poems)
How tall among her sisters, and how fair, -- How grave beyond her youth, yet debonair As dawn, 'mid wrinkled ...
How tall among her sisters, and how fair, -- How grave beyond her youth, yet debonair As dawn, 'mid wrinkled ...
What time I paced, at pleasant morn, A deep and dewy wood, I heard a mellow hunting-horn Make dim report ...
Ploughman, whose gnarly hand yet kindly wheeled Thy plough to ring this solitary tree With clover, whose round plat, reserved ...
As Love will carve dear names upon a tree, Symbol of gravure on his heart to be, So thought I ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
Through all that year-scarred agony of height, Unblest of bough or bloom, to where expands His wandy circlet with his ...
At midnight, death's and truth's unlocking time, When far within the spirit's hearing rolls The great soft rumble of the ...
O marriage-bells, your clamor tells Two weddings in one breath. SHE marries whom her love compels: -- And I wed ...
Down mildest shores of milk-white sand, By cape and fair Floridian bay, Twixt billowy pines -- a surf asleep on ...
I. The storm that snapped our fate's one ship in twain Hath blown my half o' the wreck from thine ...
The storm hath blown thee a lover, sweet, And laid him kneeling at thy feet. But, -- guerdon rich for ...
If haply thou, O Desdemona Morn, Shouldst call along the curving sphere, "Remain, Dear Night, sweet Moor; nay, leave me ...
So one in heart and thought, I trow, That thou might'st press the strings and I might draw the bow ...
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