#EnglishWriters
THE rose said ‘Let but this long… And I shall feel my sweetness in… And pour its fullness into life at… But when the rain was done, But when dawn sparkled through unc…
Five minutes here, and they must s… shameful! Here have I been five m… and not seen home nor one dear kin… and these abominable slugs, this g… this driver, porters—what are they…
She has made me wayside posies: he… Bringing fresh memories of where t… As new-come travellers from a worl… Wake every while some image of the… So these whose buds our woodland b…
‘OH voice of summer winds among t… What soft news art thou bringing t… Dost thou come whispering of hushe… Languid in sunlight, while the dro… Couch placidly at rest, and from t…
Poor little diary, with its simple… its good resolves, its “Studied F… “Read Modern History,” “Trimmed… “Darned stockings,” “Tatted,” “Pr… “Went to the daily service,” “Too…
‘NEWS to the king, good news for… The corn is trodden, the river run… ‘News of the battle,’ the heralds… ‘We have won the field; we have ta… We have beaten the rebels and crus…
SOFT voices of the woods, that m… The summer air a harmony, Winged whispers through the leaves… Long wind-wafts dying in a sigh, Replies of birds from brake to bra…
’Tis men who say that through all… The woman’s love, wife’s, mother’s… And breathes the sweeter and will… For winds that tear it, and the so… So in a thousand voices has the st…
I SET a lily long ago; I watched it whiten in the sun; I loved it well, I had but one. Then summer-time was done, The wind came and the rain,
(The Doubter lays aside his book.… “Answered a score of times.” Oh,… is this all you will teach me? I i… reaching my hand for you to help m… to the happy sunshine where you st…
’TWAS yesterday; ’twas long ago: And for this flaunting grimy stree… And for this crowding to and fro, And thud and roar of wheels and fe… Were elm-trees and the linnet’s tr…
NAY, tell me not. I will not kno… Because of her my life is bare, A waste where blow-seeds spring an… Then die because the soil is spent… And leave no token they were there…
FAREWELL: we two shall still m… Live side by side; But never more shall heart respond… Two stranger boats can drift adown… Two branches on one stem grow gree…
Not yet! I thought this time ’twas done at… the workings perfected, the life i… and there’s the flaw again, the pe… the fretting small impossibility
Seeds with wings, between earth an… Fluttering, flying; Seeds of a lily with blood-red cor… Breathing of myrrh and of giroflor… Where winds drop them there must t…