Poems by Richard Monckton Milnes
A Dream Of Sappho
... '' Here paused the Voice, and now, methought, I spoke, ...
The Boy Robert
... And be this hilt a hundred--weight to hold!'' ...
Meditative Fragments, On Venice
... Thy Palaces Are bartered to the careful Israelite,-- ...
"This dainty instrument, this tabletoy"
... Some might be young,--by strange heart--prescience led ...
An Incindent At Pisa
... '' In these words the truth discerning, ...
Written In Petrarchs House At Arqua, Among The Euganean Hills
... The low fair Hills that still adore thee,-- ...
Naples And Venice
... Streets and paths mine eye is tracing, all replete with clamorous throng, ...
The Death Of Almanzor
... '' ``Allah, keep us from such evil!'' prayed the faithful, crouding round, ...
The Greek At Constantinople
... ``Stranger! whose soul has strength to soar ...
"Grief sat beside the fount of tears"
... And then, on Joy's fair wreath she threw, ...
To Rafael
... Of plague two centuries old with Guiscard's spoil,-- ...
