#EnglishWriters
The thought of night consoled him.… Natalia was dead only in false dea… The sleeping treason of some false… Some silent mystery of shortened b… Not dead in truth for ever and to…
Your youth flowed on, a river chas… Till thirty years were written to… A wife, a mother, these the titles… Which conquered for you the world’… In all things you were wise but in…
Until it happened, as such things… That she, who had a proud man for… None the less loving that unloved… Must bear a child, the heir to his… Then Adrian left her. It was idle…
There are wrongs done in the fair… Which cry aloud for vengeance, and… Loves beautiful in strength whose… Vainly with loss and man’s inconst… Dead children’s faces watched by s…
THE SAME CONTINUED We may not meet. I could not for… Dissemble further, and I suffer p… A palpable distinct and physical a… When our eyes meet by accident, an…
Love, ere I go, forgive me each l… Each trouble I unwittingly have w… My heart, my life, my tears to the… Yet have I erred, maybe, through… One sin, most certainly, I need t…
THE SAME CONTINUED Give me thy kiss, Juliet, give me… I with my body worship thee and vo… Such service to thy needs as man c… I ask no nobler servitude than thi…
Beyond her sat a second monster.… In shape and sense was undisguised… An ox—eyed queen of full—fed majes… And giant height and comeliness id… She too her tale related, as was d…
Lavender, sea lavender! Pale sweet flower how full of her! Flower discreet, with your priest’… Trained in all time’s mysteries, Yet how chastely calmly sealed!
My only title to her grace Is her sad, too silent face; All my right to call her mine The twin tears that on it shine, Tears that tell of griefs long hid
TO THE BEDOUIN ARABS Children of Shem! Firstborn of N… But still forever children; at the… Of Eden found, unconscious of dis… And loitering on while all are gon…
To do some little good before I d… To wake some echoes to a loftier t… To spend my life’s last store of i… On thoughts less vain than Youth’… To endow the world’s grief with so…
Farewell, then. It is finished. I… With this all right in you, even t… If I have spoken hardly, it will… How much I loved you. With you di… A glory, a romance of many years.
How grey the world was with its me… How dark even this gay room where… How black these curtains, thick wi… These chairs, this floor with thin… ’Twas here I strangled love, a ye…
This morning, through my window, h… I felt the south wind blow; and pr… With a tumultuous thrill and then… The nightingale broke forth in mel… I rose in haste, and looked at the…