#English #XIXCentury #XXCentury
Who shall declare the glory of the… The natural World before Man’s fo… Fair stainless planet through the… And clothed in garments of immorta… What depths of forest girt her! W…
For lo! the nations, the imperial… Of Europe, all imagine a vain thi… Sitting thus blindly in their gene… Serving an idol for their God and… Blindly they rage together, worshi…
I have seen many things in many la… And many sorrows known and many jo… And clutched at pleasure’s cup wit… And drunk my fill of mirth and lus… Nor spared to make of human hearts…
And here too I, the latest fool o… Sad child of doubt and passionate… Touched with all pity, yet in leag… Watched the red sunsets from the… And lit my poet’s lamp with kindre…
ON A LOST OPPORTUNITY We might, if you had willed, have… Once only in our lives before the… Of Paradise we stood, one fortuna… And gazed in sudden rapture throug…
O child of Joy! What idle life is… Thou, in these meadows, while thy… And while thy joys are new to thee… Chasest mad butterflies as childre… And lo, thou turnest from them to…
A second warning, nor unheeded. Y… The thought appealed to me as no s… Pure though I was, that love impu… Its seal on that fair woman in her… Her broken beauty did not mar her…
She went on talking like a running… Without more reason or more pause… Than to gather breath and then pur… Just where it led her, tender, sad… Her moods seemed all alike to her.…
I have quarrelled with the Moon.… As all boys love one face supremel… I had heard her praised, and I to… Let my tongue wag and made her my… My prayer! For what, great heaven…
Clash your cymbals, maids, to—day. Chaunt the praise of Cynthia. You, her virgins, yokeless, free, Young Time’s choice, his brides—t… Nymphs in white, who hand in hand
IN ANSWER TO A QUESTION Why should I hate you, love, or w… For that last proof of tenderness… The battle is not always to the br… Nor life’s sublimest wisdom to the…
Dear royal France! I fix the happ… At forty—seven, because that Chri… There passed through Pau the Duke… Fresh from his nuptials with his… And because I, unwilling, shared…
I saw a galley passing to the Wes… Its silken sails aglow as if with… When the red sun dropped down into… And hurled his level spears across… And at its prow a mighty woman sto…
AMOUR OBLIGE I could forgive you, dearest, all… Your heart has dreamed. Alas, as… We need more vigorous cures for me… A stronger nutriment for hearts gr…
Woe is me for ‘Ommi ’Aufa! Woe f… lost on thy stony plain, Durráj, o… In Rákmatéyn I found our dwelling… tent—markstraced like the vein—tra… Large—eyed there the wild—kine pas…