#English #Women
She has gone down! Woe for the wo… Its weary workers! gazing from afa… At the clear rising of that hopefu… Star of redemption to each weeping… Of pow’r decrepit, and of rule out…
I saw him on his throne, far in th… Him ye call Winter, picturing him… An aged man, whose frame, with pal… Bends o’er the fiery element, his… But he I saw was a young god, who…
Come fill the can again, boys, One parting glass, one parting gla… Ere we shall meet again, boys, Long years may pass, long years ma… We’ll drink the gallant bark, boys…
Let me not die for ever! when I’m… In the cold earth; but let my memo… Live still among ye, like the even… That o’er the sinking day steals p… Let me not be forgotten! though th…
Let us stay here: nor ever more de… From this sweet wilderness Nature… Have made, not for light wandering… Through their fair chaos half one… But for th’ abiding place of those…
The love that was too poor to purc… Is rich enough to buy each noble t… That may be reached on the untirin… Of patient, strong pursuit; all th… Honest, and brave, and most adorns…
Thou shalt behold it once, and onc… Thou may’st possess it—Love shall… Impossible and glorious, palpable… And with the bliss thy soul awhile… When from that trance thou wakest,…
Art thou already weary of the way? Thou who hast yet but half the way… Get up, and lift thy burthen: lo,… Thy feet the road goes stretching… If thou already faint, who hast bu…
When in my dreams thy lovely face, Smiles with unwonted tender grace, Grudge not the precious seldom che… I know full well, my lady dear! It is no boon of thine.
The voice of childhood blessed me’… It sounded like a solemn echo caug… Out of that world of light where a… And sainted souls, who’ve bid this… Over the tempest rising in my brea…
Raise it to Heaven, when thine ey… For only in a watery sky appears The bow of light; and from th’ inv… Hope’s glory shines not, save thro…
Farewell, old playmate! on thy san… My lingering feet will leave their… To thy loved side I never may ret… I pray thee, old companion, make d… For the wild spirit who so oft has…
What was thine errand here? Thy beauty was more exquisite than… That from this marrèd earth Takes its imperfect birth. It was a radiant heavenly beauty,…
The water has flowed forth a year, Since, sitting by the fountain’s s… We looked into the basin clear, Where sparkles still the gushing t… And watched the crystal current po…
How passing sad! Listen, it sings… Art thou a spirit that, amongst th… The livelong night dost chant that… Making wan Dian stoop her silver… Out of the clouds to hear thee? wh…