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The Crocuses

© Frances Ellen Watkins Harper

In the everlasting arms
Mid life's dangers and alarms
Let calm trust your spirit fill;
Know He's God, and then be still.

Eclogue 6: To Varus

© Publius Vergilius Maro

First my Thalia stooped in sportive mood

To Syracusan strains, nor blushed within

When e'er his flocks the lovely shepherd drove
To neighb'ring waters, to the neighb'ring grove;
To Jordan's flood refresh'd by cooling wind,
Or Cedron's brook to mossy banks confin'd,
In easy notes and guise of lowly swain,
'Twas thus he charm'd and taught the listning train.

The Pious Editor's Creed

© James Russell Lowell

I du believe in Freedom's cause,

Ez fur away ez Payris is;

The Game Of Our Hearts

© William Henry Ogilvie

Rash Youth coated with clay ;
Glory and glamour of speed,
And a right fox away.

The Warning

© George Meredith

We have seen mighty men ballooning high,

And in another moment bump the ground.

Elegy IV

© Henry James Pye

The solemn hand of sable-suited night

Enwraps the silent earth with mantle drear;

Eight OClock

© Sara Teasdale

SUPPER comes at five o'clock,
At six, the evening star,
My lover comes at eight o'clock
But eight o'clock is far.

A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet XXXVII

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

I will release my soul of argument.
He that would love must follow with shut eyes.
My reason of the years was discontent,
My treasure for all hope a vain surmise.

Rimas XV

© Gustavo Adolfo Becquer

Cendal flotante de leve bruma,
Rizada cinta de blanca espuma,
Rumor sonoro
De arpa de oro,
Beso del aura, onda de luz,
Eso eres tu.

Longing

© James Russell Lowell

Of all the myriad moods of mind

That through the soul come thronging,

To A Nun

© Anonymous

Please God, forsake your water and dry bread,

And fling the bitter cress you eat aside.

The House Of Dust: Part 03: 12:

© Conrad Aiken

The walls and roofs, the scarlet towers,
Sank down behind a rushing sky.
He heard a sweet song just begun
Abruptly shatter in tones and die.
It whirled away. Cold silence fell.
And again came tollings of a bell.

Elegy on the Death of a Child

© James Hogg

Fair was thy blossom, tender flower,
That open'd like the rose in May,
Though nursed beneath the chilly shower
Of fell regret, for love's decay.

Sonnet XLV: Secret Parting

Because our talk was of the cloud-control

And moon-track of the journeying face of Fate,

To A Lady, On Being Asked My Reasons For Quitting England In The Spring

When Man, expell'd from Eden's bowers,
A moment linger'd near the gate,
Each scene recall'd the vanish'd hours,
And bade him curse his future fate.

Geraldine

I think we lived a loftier life through hours of Long Ago,
For in the largened evening earth our spirits seemed to grow.
Well, that has passed, and here I stand, upon a lonely place,
While Night is stealing round the land, like Time across my face;
But I can calmly recollect our shadowy parting scene,
And swooning thoughts that had no voice no utterance, Geraldine.