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THE SUBLIME To stand upon a windy pinnacle, Beneath the infinite blue of the b… And underfoot a valley terrible As that dim gulf, where sense and…
If I were other than, alas, I am, A soul in strife, whom banded foem… If toil were folly and good deeds… And hydra wrong had shed its serpe… And life’s dark problems could no…
To—day there is no cloud upon thy… Paris, fair city of romance and do… Thy memories do not grieve thee, a… Lives of their tears for us who af… All is forgotten—thy high martyrdo…
When I hear laughter from a taver… When I see crowds agape and in th… Watching on tiptoe and with stifle… To see a rocket fired or a bull sl… When misers handle gold, when orat…
If I have since done evil in my l… I was not born for evil. This I k… My soul was a thing pure from sens… No vice of the blood foredoomed me… I did not love corruption. Beauty…
Alas, poor Queen of Beauty! In m… I could weep for you and your sad… You stand at my life’s threshold i… Of king’s chief jester in the ante… And none more near the throne. Yo…
YOUTH Youth, ageless youth, the old gods… —To inherit cheeks a—tingle with s… As wood nymphs blushed, who to the… Went out in endless dancing throug…
ON READING CERTAIN LETT… Reading these lines, this record o… Where I am not, and yet where lov… This tale of passions consecrate t… Other than me, unwitting of my way…
Sublime discussions! Let who will… These are the things that touch us… The logic of all beauty is surpris… The reason of all love the unseen… Still as they argued on of this an…
Matron was she of a great Roman h… And wed in youth to one she might… Her birth, her fortune, her name l… Such as all noblest virtues most b… How dare she trifle with ignoble t…
Tears, idle tears! Ah, who shall… Now that thy lyre, O prophet, is… What voice shall rouse the dull wo… And lead its requiem as when Grie… And thou in thy rapt youth, Time’…
HE WOULD LEAD A BETTER… I am tired of folly, tired of my o… Love is a strife. I do not want t… If I had foes I now would make my… If I less wedded were I now would…
HE DARES NOT DIE Four hours by the clock! How stra… Since love and life, the future an… Died with the shutting of these si… And thought became to me one purpo…
If the past year were offered me a… With choice of good and ill before… Should I be wiser for the bliss a… And dare to choose that we had nev… Could I find heart those happy ho…
THE SAME CONTINUED Give me thy soul, Juliet, give me… I am a bitter sea, which drinketh… The sweetness of all waters, and s… Thou, like a river, pure and swift…
