#English #Women
Peace, throbbing heart, nor let us… O’er this late love’s unseasonable… Sweet as a violet blooming in the… The posthumous offspring of the wi… That smells of March when all the…
LOST amid gloom and solitude, A pool lies hidden in the wood, A pool the autumn rain has made Where flowers with their fair shad… Bare as a beggar’s board, the tree…
I STOOD as one enchanted, All in the forest deep: As one that wond’ring wanders, Dream-bound within his sleep. A thousand rustling footsteps
All night, all day, in dizzy, down… Fell the wild-whirling, vague, cha… Till every landmark of the earth b… Trees, moorlands, roads, and each… Were blotted out by the bewilderin…
THOU camest with the coming Spri… With swallows, and the murmuring Of unloosed waters, with the birth Of daisies dimpling the green eart… And when the perfect rose of June
She stood against the Orient sun, Her face inscrutable for light; A myriad larks in unison Sang o’er her, soaring out of sigh… A myriad flowers around her feet
THERE was a windless mere, on wh… A little island, flushed with purp… Lay gently cradled like a moorhen’… It glowed like some rich jewel 'mi… Of sluggish leagues of peat and bl…
‘Earth, earth on the mouth of Ora… THE storm had ceased to rave: sub… Lashed ocean heaved, and then lay… From the clear North a little bre… Severing the clouds: high o’er a w…
We met as strangers on life’s lone… And yet it seemed we knew each oth… There was no end to what thou hads… Or to the thousand things I found… My heart, long silent, at thy voic…
NOT in the hour of peril, thronge… Panting to set their heel upon my… Or when alone from many wounds I… Unflinching beneath Fortune’s ran… Not when my shuddering hands were…
You make the sunshine of my heart And its tempestuous shower; Sometimes the thought of you is li… A lilac bush in flower, Yea, honey-sweet as hives in May.
THE maiden meadows softly blush Beneath the enamoured breeze, And break into one purple flush Of frail anemones. Violet and rose and vermeil white,
Alone—with one fair star for compa… The loveliest star among the hosts… While the grey tide ebbs with the… I pace along the darkening wintry… Now round the yule-log and the gli…
GLORIOUS, in saffron robes and… Borne on the wind of her ecstatic… Aurora floats before the Lord of… And showers her roses on a jubilan… Lo, where he beams, ambrosial, yel…
The year is on the wing, my love, With tearful days and nights; The clouds are on the wing above With gathering swallow-flights. The year is on the wing, my sweet,