Poems by Robert Nichols
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Farewell
... Soothed by the charity of the deep-sea rain&hellip ...
Night Rhapsody
... Darkling with soundless sail all set and amply filled ...
Seventeen
... And she Followed, first walking, giving her bright locks ...
'To _____'
... Whose voice would mock me in the mourning bell, ...
The Flower Of Flame
... The Sword and the Snake have seen and proclaim now ...
The Approach
... 3. Nearer Nearer and ever nearer&hellip ...
The Last Salute
... All day the wide earth aches, the keen wind cries, ...
The Sprig of Lime
... She, fruit of that night's love, she heeds you not, ...
The Tower
... He smiled subduedly, telling, in tones soft as the voice of the dove, ...
Evenstar
... Which nor prayers, nor tears, nor sighs, ...
The Prophetic Bard's Oration: From A Faun's Holiday
... . . . Long shall this chimed accord be heard, ...
The Pilgrim
... Put by a'beit with tears thy lute, ...
O Nightingale My Heart
... What voice, what eyes wilt thou have for the light ...
At the Wars
... The bowed pines and the sheep-bells' clamour, ...
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