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The rain was ending, and light Lifting the leaden skies. It shone upon ceiling and floor And dazzled a child’s eyes. Pale after fever, a captive
The theatre is still, and Duse sp… What charm possesses all, And what a bloom let fall On parted lips, and eyes, and flus… The flattering whisper and the tri…
Spring has leapt into Summer. A glory has gone from the green. The flush of the poplar has sobere… The flame in the leaf of the lime… But I am thinking of the young me…
Now is the time for the burning of… They go to the fire; the nostril p… Wandering slowly into a weeping mi… Brittle and blotched, ragged and r… A flame seizes the smouldering rui…
Pure—throated Flower, Smelling of Spring, Shaped beyond art’s Imagining; Fathomless colour,
Because thou camest, Love, to bre… The strong mould of this world in… And of the senseless fragments tak… And in thy mighty music make A world more wondrous and more tru…
A child in nature, as a child in y… If on past hours she turn remember… She but beholds sweet joys or gent… Flower hiding flower in her pure m… So flower—like, so lovely do they…
Look, as a mother bending o’er her… The sleeping boy that in her bosom… Gazes upon him in a trance of joy With earnest, infinitely tender ey… Lost in her deep love, and aware o…
Find me out a fortress, find Such a mind within the mind As can gather to its source All of life’s inveterate force, Find the hard and secret cell
In a patch of baked earth At the crumbled cliff’s brink, Where the parching of August Has cracked a long chink, Against the blue void
Now in thy splendour go before us. Spirit of England, ardent-eyed, Enkindle this dear earth that bore… In the hour of peril purified. The cares we hugged drop out of vi…
Stooping over London, skies convu… With thunder moved: a rumour of st… Hushed them, and birds flew troubl… Up from the West climbing, above… Glowed sullen as copper embossed;…
Amid the thunder of the guns, The lightnings of the lance and sw… Your hope, your dread, your throbb… Your infinite passion is outpoured From hearts that are as one high h…
Splendours of sunset burned upon t… As from the lane’s deep shade Emerging, a warm grassy plat we fo… Skirting the forest glade, And in the midst a solitary oak.
The bare branches rose against the… Under them, freshly fallen, snow s… Up the hill—slope, over the brow i… Spreading an immaterial beauty to… In the elbow of black boughs it cl…