Love Poems – Page 80
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The Plough
Above yon sombre swell of land / Thou see'st the dawn's grave orange hue, / With one pale streak like yellow sand, … -
King Arthur's Waes-hael
Waes-hael for knight and dame! / O merry be their dole! / Drink-hael! in Jesu's name … -
Are they not all Ministering Spirits?
We see them not—we cannot hear / The music of their wing— / Yet know we that they sojourn near, … -
The Half-asleep
O FOR the mighty wakening that aroused / The old-time Prophets to their missions high; / And to blind Homer's inward sunlike eye … -
The Bells of Shandon
With deep affection, / And recollection, / I often think of … -
Rosalind's Scroll
I LEFT thee last, a child at heart, / A woman scarce in years: / I come to thee, a solemn corpse … -
The Deserted Garden
I MIND me in the days departed, / How often underneath the sun / With childish bounds I used to run … -
A Musical Instrument
What was he doing, the great god Pan, / Down in the reeds by the river? / Spreading ruin and scattering ban, … -
The Holy Tide
The days are sad, it is the Holy tide: / The Winter morn is short, the Night is long; / So let the lifeless Hours be glorified … -
My Lost Youth
Often I think of the beautiful town / That is seated by the sea; / Often in thought go up and down …
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