Thirty-two years since, up against the sun,
Seven shapes,...
Thirty-two years since, up against the sun,
Seven shapes,...
I
Never a careworn wife but shows,
If a...
Scene.--A wide stretch of fallow ground recently sown with...
When I set out for Lyonnesse,
A hundred miles away,
This is the weather the cuckoo likes,
And so do I;
By Corporal Tullidge. See "The Trumpet-Major"
...
Moments the mightiest pass uncalendared,
And when the...
Moments the mightiest pass calendared,
And when the...
WHEN, soul in soul reflected,
We breathed an æthered...
'Whenever I plunge my arm, like this,
In a basin of...
Portion of this yew
Is a man my grandsire knew,
SHOW thee as I thought thee
When I early sought...
I
Dear Lizbie Browne,
Where are you now?
O life with the sad seared face,
I weary of seeing...
Sunned in the South, and here to-day;
--If all organic...
Breathe not, hid Heart: cease silently,
And though thy...
I
The thick lids of Night closed upon me
(an Incident of Froom Valley)
"THY...
When wilt thou wake, O Mother, wake and see -
As one who,...
I
In days when men had joy of war,
A God...
WHEN Lawyers strive to heal a breach,
And Parsons...
Here is the ancient floor,
Footworn and hollowed and...
A bird sings the selfsame song,
With never a fault in its...
I
Winter is white on turf and tree,
And...