#English #Women
ALL shimmering in the morning shi… And diamonded with dew, And quivering in the scented wind That thrills its green heart throu… The little field, the smiling fiel…
“And we shall be changed.”"And we… Ye dainty mosses, lichens grey, Pressed each to each in tender fol… And peacefully thus, day by day, Returning to their mould;
THE thin white snow-streaks penci… That mountain’s shoulder gray, While in the west the pale green s… Smiled back the dawning day, Till from the misty east the sun
THIS is a day the Lord hath made… The good religious heart, unstaine… Watching the golden glory of the m… Since, on each happy day that came… Like sunlight o’er this silent lif…
A Cynic’s Song. SOME men strut proudly, all purp… Hiding queer deeds ‘neath a cloak… I creep along, braving hunger and… To keep my heart stainless as well…
Mine to the core of the heart, my… Mine, all mine, and for love, not… Love given willingly, full and fre… Love for love’s sake, - as mine to… Duty’s a slave that keeps the keys…
I TOOK the wren’s nest;— Heaven forgive me! Its merry architects so small Had scarcely finished their wee ha… That, empty still, and neat and fa…
I SEE thee, gliding towards me w… Across the azure fields of Paradi… Where thine each footstep makes a… So from this heart’s once void but… Each strange sweet touch of thy ce…
REST—rest—four little letters, o… Enfolding an infinitude of bliss— Rest is upon the earth. The heavy… Hang poised in silent ether, motio… Seeking nor sun nor breeze. No re…
FAREWELL. In dimmer distance I watch your figures glide, Across the sunny moorland, The brown hillside; Each momently up rising
OLD friend, that with a pale and… Climbest the lush hedgerows, art t… Marking the slow round of the wond… Didst beckon me a moment, silent f… Silent? As silent is the archange…
O HOW my heart is beating as her… And I drink up joy like wine: O how my heart is beating as her n… For the lovely girl is mine! She’s rich, she’s fair, beyond com…
LABORARE est orare: We, black-visaged sons of toil, From the coal-mine and the anvil And the delving of the soil,— From the loom, the wharf, the ware…
YOU remember where in starlight We two wandered hand in hand, While the night-flowers poured the… And night-airs the still earth fan… There I, walking yester even,
OUT upon the unknown deep, Where the unheard oceans sound, Where the unseen islands sleep,— Outward bound. Following towards the silent west