#English #Victorians #XIXCentury #Imagery #RhymedStanza Aubade
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ‘Heigho!’ yawned one day King Fra… ‘Distance all value enhances! ’When a man’s busy, why, leisure ‘Strikes him as wonderful pleasure…
Heap cassia, sandal-buds and strip… Of labdanum, and aloe-balls, Smeared with dull nard an Indian… From out her hair: such balsam fal… Down sea-side mountain pedestals,
LAST night I saw you in my sleep… And how your charm of face was cha… I asked ‘Some love, some faith yo… You answered ‘Faith gone, love es… Whereat I woke—a twofold bliss:
“So say the foolish!” Say the foo… “Flower she is, my rose”—or else,… Or perhaps, “Yon maid-moon, bless… That art thou!”—to them, belike: n… “Hush, rose, blush! no balm like b…
All’s over, then: does truth sound… As one at first believes? Hark, ’tis the sparrows’ good-nigh… About your cottage eaves! And the leaf-buds on the vine are…
But do not let us quarrel any more… No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for… Sit down and all shall happen as y… You turn your face, but does it br… I’ll work then for your friend’s f…
If you and I could change to beas… Shall you and I play Jove for onc… Shy wild sweet stealer of the grap… And thus you think to spite your f… So, all men shrink and shun me! D…
So, I shall see her in three days And just one night, but nights are… Then two long hours, and that is m… See how I come, unchanged, unworn… Feel, where my life broke off from…
Stand still, true poet that you ar… I know you; let me try and draw yo… Some night you’ll fail us: when af… You rise, remember one man saw you… Knew you, and named a star!
OTHERS may need new life in Hea… Man, Nature, Art—made new, assume… Man with new mind old sense to lea… Nature,—new light to clear old glo… Art that breaks bounds, gets soari…
You’ll love me yet!'and I can t… Your love’s protracted growing: June reared that bunch of flowers… From seeds of April’s sowing. I plant a heartful now: some seed
The grey sea and the long black la… And the yellow half—moon large and… And the startled little waves that… In fiery ringlets from their sleep… As I gain the cove with pushing p…
O God, where does this tend—these… What would I have? What is this ‘… To bound all? can there be a ‘waki… Of crowning life? The soul would… It would be first in all things—it…
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to… And Austria, hounding far and wid… Her blood-hounds thro’ the country… Breathed hot and instant on my tra…
Dear, had the world in its caprice Deigned to proclaim ‘I know you b… ’Have recognized your plighted tro… Am sponsor for you: live in peace!… How many precious months and years
