#English #Victorians #XIXCentury
He was the man—Pope Sixtus, that… He knew the right thing, did it, a… But of all he had to thank for, my… To thinking, what most moved him w… For one day, as his wont was, in j…
My father was a scholar and knew… When I was five years old, I aske… “What do you read about?” “The siege of Troy.” “What is a siege, and what is Tro…
(after he has been extemporizin… Would that the structure brave, th… Bidding my organ obey, calling its… Claiming each slave of the sound,… Armies of angels that soar, legion…
Boot, saddle, to horse and away! Rescue my Castle, before the hot… Brightens to blue from its silvery… (Chorus) Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!
I WILL be happy if but for once: Only help me, Autumn weather, Me and my cares to screen, ensconc… In luxury’s sofa-lap of leather! Sleep? Nay, comfort—with just a c…
Ah, did you once see Shelley plai… And did he stop and speak to you? And did you speak to him again? How strange it seems, and new! But you were living before that,
Heap Cassia, sandal-buds and stri… Of labdanum, and aloe-balls, Smeared with dull nard an Indian… From out her hair: such balsam fal… Down sea-side mountain pedestals,
Abd-el-Kadr was an Arab Chief of… As I ride, as I ride, With a full heart for my guide, So its tide rocks my side, As I ride, as I ride,
A CHILD’S STORY. (_Written for, and inscribed to,… Hamelin Town’s in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide,
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…
(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…
Take the cloak from his face, and… Let the corpse do its worst! How he lies in his rights of a man… Death has done all death can. And, absorbed in the new life he l…
OVER the sea our galleys went, With cleaving prows in order brave To a speeding wind and a bounding… A gallant armament: Each bark built out of a forest-tr…
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…
June was not over Though past the fall, And the best of her roses Had yet to blow, When a man I know