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DEDICATION O POOR, sad hearts that strug… Like shipwrecked sailors on a spar… Through deepening glooms, if haply… Some day-dawn glimmer of what is t…
THOU stand’st complete in every… An individual of thy kind; But whence thou cam’st and what th… Didst ever ask thee of thy mind? Thou claim’st a portion of God’s…
IMPERIAL city, slumb’ring on t… Of vanished empire, once thy voice… Rocked the wide world; thy finger… Into thy girdle; who for crown alo… Didst wear the stars. Yet still i…
‘Is Sin, then, fair?’ Nay, love, come now, Put back the hair From his sunny brow; See, here, blood-red
We hail thee now, O Jesus, thy presence here we own, though sight and touch have failed… and faith perceives alone; thy love has veiled thy glory;
THE three Fates sat in a house o… Ah, well a day; ah, well a day; Their eyes were bright, but not wi… They have no love for the sons of… And their lips were parched and gr…
I HID in the world and sang, And I sang so loud and long That all the ages rang With the music of my song. I sang of the earth and sky,
I STOOD in that strange show, t… On Baker Street, where all the fa… Fair dames, and murderers come to… With clockwork breast and face of… To scare the young. Thrice in the…
I saw Time in his workshop carvin… Scattered around his tools lay, bl… Sharp cares that cut out deeply in… Of light and shade; sorrows that s… Of what were smiles. Nor yet with…
I HEARD a voice at midnight, an… “O weary heart, O soul for which… Why wilt thou spurn My wounded ha… ”Is there a heart more tender, mor… Than that sad heart which gave its…
O rising Sun, so fair and gay, What are you bringing me, I pray, Of sorrow or of joy to-day? You look as if you meant to please… Reclining in your gorgeous ease
Before the seas and mountains were… I reigned. I hung the universe in… I capped earth’s poles with ice to… And set the moving tides their bou… I smoothed the granite mountains w…
WE stand above the abyss; beneath… Around and onward infinite darknes… The sky above is black; the watch-… The dying year. While slow in sil… Pale ghosts come towards us from t…
MY heart it lies beyond, dear, In the land of the setting day, Where the whispers are soft and fo… Of the voices that pass away; And oft, when the night is falling…
O little hands, long vanished in t… Sweet fairy hands that were my tre… My heart is full of music from som… Where ye make melody for God’s de… Though autumn clouds obscure the s…