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Sweet Death

The sweetest blossoms die. And so it was that, going day by day Unto the church to praise and pray,And crossing the green churchyard thoughtfully, I saw how on the graves the flowers Shed their fresh leaves in showers,And how…

Monna Innominata

A Sonnet of Sonnets Beatrice, immortalized by “altissimo poeta … cotanto amante;” Laura, celebrated by a great though an inferior bard,—have alike paid the exceptional penalty of exceptional honor, and have come down to us resplendent with charms, but (at…

Goblin Market

Morning and eveningMaids heard the goblins cry:“Come buy our orchard fruits,Come buy, come buy:Apples and quinces,Lemons and oranges,Plump unpeck’d cherries,Melons and raspberries,Bloom-down-cheek’d peaches,Swart-headed mulberries,Wild free-born cranberries,Crab-apples, dewberries,Pine-apples, blackberries,Apricots, strawberries;—All ripe togetherIn summer weather,—Morns that pass by,Fair eves that fly;Come buy,…

The Last Answer

(Written to Bouts-rimes) She turned round to me with her steadfast eyes.“I tell you I have looked upon the dead;Have kissed the brow and the cold lips,” she said;“Have called upon the sleeper to arise.He loved me, yet he stirred…

The World’s Harmonies

Oh listen, listen, for the EarthHath silent melody:Green grasses are her lively chords,And blossoms: and each tree,Chestnut and oak and sycamore,Makes solemn harmony. Oh listen, listen, for the SeaIs calling unto us:Her notes are the broad liquid wavesMighty and glorious.Lo…

Song: The stream moaneth as it floweth

The stream moaneth as it floweth,The wind sigheth as it bloweth,Leaves are falling, Autumn goeth,Winter cometh back again;And the air is very chilly,And the country rough and hilly,And I shiver in the rain.Who will help me? who will love me?Heaven…

The Lotus-Eaters: Ulysses to Penelope

In a far-distant land they dwell,Incomprehensible,Who love the shadow more than light,More than the sun the moon,Cool evening more than noon,Pale silver more than gold that glitters bright.A dark cloud overhangs their landLike a mighty hand,Never moving from above it;A…

Night and Death

Now the sunlit hours are o’er,Rise up from thy shadowy shore,Happy Night, whom Chaos bore. Better is the peaceful treasureOf thy musings without measureThan the day’s unquiet pleasure. Bring the holy moon; so paleShe herself seems but a veilFor the…

Lady Isabella

Hearth warm as summer, fresh as spring,Gracious as autumn’s harvesting,Pure as the winter’s snows; as whiteA hand as lilies in sunlight;Eyes glorious as a midnight star;Hair shining as the chestnuts are;A step firm and majestical;A voice singing and musical;A soft…