Poems by Louise Imogen Guiney
At a Symphony
... s decree, Piercing the heart with beauty from afar! ...
In the Reading-Room of the British Museum
... While in this liberal house thy face is bright ...
Valse Jeune
... That have pinioned my heart,(welladay!) &emsp ...
Despotisms
... The flocks, with hell-smoke in their patient eyes, ...
Strikers in Hyde Park
... open range. God be with both! for one is young to know ...
Emily Brontë
... s delight, With lyric foam in rainbow flight, ...
Irish Peasant Song
... But once I hear the blackbird in Leighlin hedges call, ...
A Salutation
... Your strict, sweet verse, with its imperious bent, ...
Reserve
... O’ermastering Love with show of light disdain ...
Fog
... Thro’ palsied streets the fatal shadows flow, ...
Fifteen Epitaphs I
... Peace to her heart, where only heartaches dwell ...
Firstlings
... In the dregs of the year, all steam and rain, ...
Romans in Dorset: A.D. MDCCCXCV
... beneath A flat and treeless wold for us, and darkest noon on high ...
John Brown: A Paradox
... s sunset In the old broken heart of our hanged John Brown! ...
W.h.
... 1778-1830 Between the wet trees and the sorry steeple, ...
