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Poems by Richard Monckton Milnes

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The Death Of Day

... ``We' have wept when Day was sighing,-- ...

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On The Death Of Princess Borghese, At Rome ,November, 1840

... Now that thou canst not blush at thine own praise! ...

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The World’s Exile

... Would chase from me all thought of sleep,-- ...

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The Martyrdom Of St. Christina, By Vincenzo Catena, In The Church Of Santa Maria Mater Domini, At Ve

... O my soul's lover! Saviour Christ! take this earnest of thy grace, ...

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"Six years, six cycles of dead hours"

... The flowers fell off,--the stalk was gathered,-- ...

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Modern Greece

... Rise from their night's brief slumbers, hale and fresh, ...

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On Leaving Italy, For The Summer, On Account Of Health

... If I am bound To limit all the good my heart has sought ...

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On A Scene In Tuscany

... That lights thy cheek, fair Girl, in scenes like these, ...

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Sir Walter Scott At The Tomb Of The Stuarts In St. Peter’s

... There lie the Stuarts!--There lingers Walter Scott! ...

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Corfu

... Making, with their thick--bossed and fissured trunks, ...

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The Brothers

... Has hymned the ``Household's'' widely scattered ``Graves ...

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"Back again, back again!"

... Back again! Clap your hands! clap your hands! ...

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The Illuminations Of St. Peter’s

... That when the strength of hours has quenched those gems, ...

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To Giovanni Bellini

... Those sense--delighting charms thou didst empower ...

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The Venetian Serenade

... Now the tones become clearer,--you hear more and more ...