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SHE stands, a thousand-wintered t… By countless morns impearled; Her broad roots coil beneath the s… Her branches sweep the world; Her seeds, by careless winds conve…
I know not if they erred Who thought to see The tale of all the times to be, Star-character’d; I know not, neither care,
‘NOT ours,’ say some, 'the though… Asking no heaven, we fear no fa… Life is a feast, and we have banqu… Shall not the worms as well? ‘The after-silence, when the feast…
And passing through the city he we… Into the fat fields lying thereabo… And lo the spirit of the emerald s… With secret influence to himself u… Guided the wandering of his errant…
April, April, Laugh thy girlish laughter; Then, the moment after, Weep thy girlish tears! April, that mine ears
Under the dark and piny steep We watched the storm crash by: We saw the bright brand leap and l… Out of the shattered sky. The elements were minist’ring
Had I the fabled herb That brought to life the dead, Whom would I dare disturb In his eternal bed? Great Grenville would I wake,
That beauty such as thine Can die indeed, Were ordinance too wantonly malign… No wit may reconcile so cold a cre… With beauty such as thine.
Dawn - and a magical stillness: on… On the waters a vast Content, as… In the heavens a silence that seem… But a thing with form and body, a… Yet I know that I dwell in the mi…
O Master, if immortals suffer aug… Of sadness like to ours, and in li… And with like overflow of darkened… Disburden them, I know not; but m… What time to day mine ear the utte…
Who draws to-day the unrighteous s… Behold him stand, the Man Forswor… The warrior of the faithless word, The pledge disowned, the covenant… Who prates of honour, truth, and t…
Westward a league the city lay, wi… Cloud’s imminent umbrage o’er it:… The incendiary sun Dropped from the womb o’ the vapou… ‘Mongst huddled towers and temples…
God-seeking thou hast journeyed fa… On dawn-lit mountain-tops thy soul… To hear His trailing garments wan… And where 'mid thunderous glooms g… Vainly thou sought’st His shadow…
NO courtier this, and naught to c… Fawned not on thrones, hymned not… Yet, in one strain, that few remem… He had the password of King Obero… And seeing a London seamstress’s…
Even as one voice the great sea sa… The green heart of the waters roun… Welled as a bubbling fountain silv… The overflowing song of the great… Until the Prince, by dint of list…