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They sang of love and not of fame; Forgot was Britain's glory; Each heart recalled a different name, But all sang "Annie Laurie." - A Song of the Camp [Songs] Peace the offspring is of Power. - A Thousand Years [Peace] Sometimes an hour of Fate's serenest weather Strikes through our changeful sky its coming beams; Somewhere above us, in elusive ether, Waits the fulfilment of our dearest dreams. - Ad Amicos [Fate] For life lives only in success. - Amran's Wooing (st. 5) [Life] Now the frosty stars are gone: I have watched them one by one, Fading on the shores of Dawn. Round and full the glorious sun Walks with level step the spray, Through his vestibule of Day. - Ariel in the Cloven Pine [Morning] Our life is scarce the twinkle of a star In God's eternal day. - Autumnal Vespers [Life] I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold! - Bedouin Song [Love] Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold. - Bedouin Song [Future] Around the pillars of the palm-tree bower The orchids cling, in rose and purple spheres; Shield-broad the lily floats; the aloe flower Foredates its hundred years. - Canopus [Orchids] Love is better than Fame. - Christmas Sonnets--Lyrics--To J.L.G. [Love] Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earth's prolific lap. - Home and Travel--Ariel in the Cloven Pine (l. 37) [Pansies] Primrose-eyes each morning ope In their cool, deep beds of grass; Violets make the air that pass Tell-tales of their fragrant slope. - Home and Travel--Ariel in the Cloven Pine (l. 57) [Flowers] The aquilegia sprinkled on the rocks A scarlet rain; the yellow violet Sat in the chariot of its leaves, the phlox Held spikes of purple flame in meadows wet, And all the streams with vernal-scented reed Were fringed, and streaky bellow of miskodeed. - Home and Travel--Mon-Da-Min (st. 17) [Flowers] Dead is the air, and still! the leaves of the locust and walnut Lazily hand from the boughs, inlaying their intricate outlines Rather on space than the sky,--on a tideless expansion of slumber. - Home Pastorals--August [August] Wrapped in his sad-colored cloak, the Day, like a Puritan, standeth Stern in the joyless fields, rebuking the lingering color,-- Dying hectic of leaves and the chilly blue of the asters,-- Hearing, perchance, the croak of a crow on the desolate tree-top. - Home Pastorals--November (I) [November] Higher than the perfect song For which love longeth, Is the tender fear of wrong, That never wrongeth. - Improvisations (pt. V) [Wrong] Fame is what you have taken, Character's what you give; When to this truth you waken, Then you begin to live. - Improvisations (st. XI) [Character] Bathed in the tenderest purple of distance, Tinted and shadowed by pencils of air, Thy battlements hang o'er the slopes and the forests, Seats of the gods in the limitless ether, Looming sublimely aloft and afar. - Kilimandjaro [Clouds] Knowledge alone is the being of Nature, Giving a soul to her manifold features, Lighting through paths of the primitive darkness, The footsteps of Truth and the vision of Song. - Kilimandjaro (st. 2) [Knowledge] Love's history, as Life's, is ended not By marriage. - Lars (bk. III) [Love] Each separate star Seems nothing, but a myriad scattered stars Break up the Night, and make it beautiful. - Lars (bk. III, last lines) [Stars] With rushing winds and gloomy skies The dark and stubborn Winter dies: Far-off, unseen, Spring faintly cries, Bidding her earliest child arise; March! - March [March] The woods appear With crimson blotches deeply dashed and crossed,-- Sign of the fatal pestilence of Frost. - Mon-Da-Min (st. 38) [Trees] Pardon, not wrath, is God's best attribute. - Poems of the Orient--Temptation of Hassan Ben Khaled (st. 11, l. 31) [Forgiveness] And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy's bonfire spread. - Poems of the Orient--The Poet in the East (st. 4) [Poppies] Displaying page 2 of 4 for this author: << Prev Next >> 1 [2] 3 4
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