Love Poems – Page 432
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At the Mid Hour of Night
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly / To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye; / And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air, … -
At the Shrine
A pale Italian peasant, / Beside the dusty way, / Upon this morning pleasant … -
At Twilight
The roses of yesteryear / Were all of them white and red: / It fills my heart with silent fear … -
Atalanta’s Race
From “The Earthly Paradise” / ATALANTA VICTORIOUS / AND there two runners did the sign abide … -
Athènes sauvée
Viens ! La proie est facile, ô Chef ! Poursuis sans halte / La Bête agonisante en son hallier païen ! / Dans son péché maudite, elle n’attend plus rien … -
Athulf and Ethilda
ATHULF.— Appeared / The princess with that merry child Prince Guy: / He loves me well, and made her stop and sit, … -
Atlantide
[p. 1] / ATLANTIDE / POEMA … -
Atlantis
[119] / Atlantis. / Wie fremd im Sonnenwechsel dieser Tage … -
Attainment
Through my open window comes the sweet perfuming / Of roses reddening under skies of June; / No sight more fair than roses in red bloom, … -
Attente
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