FIT winding-sheet for thee Was the upheaving eternal sea, Fit dirge the tempest’s slave-alar… For yokeless as the waves alway Thy thoughts went sounding forth,…

THE PAST is flowing through my… Flowing like a sea; With all its billows dancing brigh… Over what?—an undermight Of darkling loss and destiny.

DEEP trust in God—for that I st… Through all the grim doubts that b… When in the amazement of far-reach… We list the labourings that for ev… Like dubious thunders through thos…

HERE in this lonely rill-engirdl… The world forgetting, by the world… With one vowed to me with beloved… How sweet to draw, as hiddenly fro… As from its rocks yon shaded fount…

Man were a grinding Niggard, lean… Even in his youth, and in his rich… Didst Thou ne’er leave thy Blessi… If not from Thee, whence were the… The scornful injuries lowly hearts…

As his bark dashed away on the nig… And out towards the South he was… First there passed o’er his spirit… Then the light of a vision amazing… As rises the moon, from the white…

Spirit of Dreams! When many a toi… Shut paradise from exiled Adam’s… Two wedded powers were given thenc… On either hand, companions of his… This Hope was named in heaven, wh…

I dreamed I was a sculptor, and h… Out of a towering adamantine crag A mighty figure, stately, giant-li… And with the face of a Homeric go… Planted aloft upon the levelled co…

Who hath lain him underneath A lone oak by a lonely stream; He hath heard an utterance breathe Sadder than all else may seen. Up in its dusk boughs out-tressing…

A thousand million souls arise Out of the cradle of to-day, And, like a living storm, beneath… Go thundering on their fatal way! But ere to-morrow’s sun

Never give up, though life be a ba… Wherein true men may fail, and tru… Yet, on the whole, however may rat… The thunders of chance, scaring co… Clear victory’s always the bride o…

One summer morn, out of the sea-wa… A speck-like Cloud, the season’s… Came softly floating up the boundl… And o’er the sun-parched hills all… Onward she glided through the azur…

My soul is raying like a star, My heart is happier than a bird, And all to hear through fortune’s… One promissory word. A sound as simple as the low

How I hate those modern Poems Vaguer, looser than a dream! Pointless things that look like po… Only, to some held-back theme! Wild unequal, agitated,

How long shall Splendid Guilt man… See Conqueror after Conqueror fur… Across the Past! ambitious each t… Time’s most unrighteous Victory,… Unequalled Sway, and make their A…