Look how the golden ocean shines above Its pebbly stones, and magnifies their girth;
So does the bright and blessed light of Love Its own things glorify, and raise their worth
As weeds seem flowers beneath the flattering brine,
And ...
Blessed with a joy that only she Of all alive shall ever know, She wears a proud humility For what it was that willed it so - That her degree should be so great Among the favoured of the Lord That she may scarcely bear the weight Of her bewilderin...
The golden gift that Nature did thee give To fasten friends and feed them at thy will With form and favour, taught me to believe How thou art made to show her greatest skill, Whose hidden virtues are not so unknown But lively dooms might gather at...
Here is my gift, not roses on your grave,not sticks of burning incense
You lived aloof, maintaining to the endyour magnificent disdain
You drank wine, and told the wittiest jokes,and suffocated inside stifling walls
Alone you let th...
Here is my gift, not roses on your grave,not sticks of burning incense
You lived aloof, maintaining to the endyour magnificent disdain
You drank wine, and told the wittiest jokes,and suffocated inside stifling walls
Alone you let th...
The room is full of shadow; you can hear, indistinctly, the sad soft whispering of two children
Their foreheads lean forward, still heavy with dreams, beneath the long white bed-curtain which shudders and rises
Outside the birds crowd to...