You smiled, you spoke, and I believed (Walter Savage Landor Poems)
You smiled, you spoke, and I believed, By every word and smile deceived. Another man would hope no more; Nor ...
You smiled, you spoke, and I believed, By every word and smile deceived. Another man would hope no more; Nor ...
Death stands above me, whispering low I know not what into my ear: Of his strange language all I know ...
From you, Ianthe, little troubles pass Like little ripples down a sunny river; Your pleasures spring like daisies in the ...
THERE is a mountain and a wood between us, Where the lone shepherd and late bird have seen us Morning ...
In spring and summer winds may blow, And rains fall after, hard and fast; The tender leaves, if beaten low, ...
MOTHER, I cannot mind my wheel; My fingers ache, my lips are dry: O, if you felt the pain I ...
Stand close around, ye Stygian set, With Dirce in one boat conveyed, Or Charon, seeing, may forget That he is ...
Twenty years hence my eyes may grow If not quite dim, yet rather so, Still yours from others they shall ...
Against the groaning mast I stand, The Atlantic surges swell, To bear me from my native land And Zo?'s wild ...
Life (priest and poet say) is but a dream; I wish no happier one than to be laid Beneath a ...
"Do you remember me? or are you proud?" Lightly advancing thro' her star-trimm'd crowd, Ianthe said, and lookt into my ...
Ianthe! you are call'd to cross the sea! A path forbidden me! Remember, while the Sun his blessing sheds Upon ...
When the buds began to burst, Long ago, with Rose the First I was walking; joyous then Far above all ...
I entreat you, Alfred Tennyson, Come and share my haunch of venison. I have too a bin of claret, Good, ...
Tanagra! think not I forget Thy beautifully-storey'd streets; Be sure my memory bathes yet In clear Thermodon, and yet greets ...
I strove with none, for none was worth my strife: Nature I loved, and, next to Nature, Art: I warm'd ...
Mild is the parting year, and sweet The odour of the falling spray; Life passes on more rudely fleet, And ...
Soon, O Ianthe! life is o'er, And sooner beauty's heavenly smile: Grant only (and I ask no more), Let love ...
Here, ever since you went abroad, If there be change, no change I see, I only walk our wonted road, ...
Lately our poets loiter'd in green lanes, Content to catch the ballads of the plains; I fancied I had strength ...
Very true, the linnets sing Sweetest in the leaves of spring: You have found in all these leaves That which ...
I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife. Nature I loved and, next to Nature, Art: I warm'd ...
WHY, why repine, my pensive friend, At pleasures slipp'd away? Some the stern Fates will never lend, And all refuse ...
Welcome, old friend! These many years Have we lived door by door; The fates have laid aside their shears Perhaps ...
HERE, ever since you went abroad, If there be change no change I see: I only walk our wonted road, ...
Mother, I cannot mind my wheel; My fingers ache, my lips are dry: Oh! if you felt the pain I ...
The Year's twelve daughters had in turn gone by, Of measured pace tho' varying mien all twelve, Some froward, some ...
Ah, what avails the sceptred race! Ah, what the form divine! What every virtue, every grace! Rose Aylmer, all were ...
'Do you remember me? or are you proud?' Lightly advancing thro' her star-trimm'd crowd, Ianthe said, and look'd into my ...
An ancient chestnut's blossoms threw Their heavy odour over two: Leucippe, it is said, was one; The other, then, was ...
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