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O come Georgiana! the rose is full blown, The riches of Flora are lavishly strown, The air is all softness, and crystal the streams, The West is resplendently clothed in beams. O come! let us haste to the freshening shades,…
O! were I one of the Olympian twelve, Their godships should pass this into law,– That when a man doth set himself in toil After some beauty veiled far away, Each step he took should make his lady’s hand More…
To-night I’ll have my friar — let me think About my room, — I’ll have it in the pink; It should be rich and sombre, and the moon, Just in its mid-life in the midst of June, Should look thro’…
And what is love? It is a doll dress’d up For idleness to cosset, nurse, and dandle; A thing of soft misnomers, so divine That silly youth doth think to make itself Divine by loving, and so goes on Yawning…
Where’s the Poet ? Show him ! show him, Muses nine ! that I may know him ‘T is the man who with a man Is an equal, be he King, Or poorest of the beggar-clan, Or any other wondrous…
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art— Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth’s…
1 In midmost Ind, beside Hydaspes cool, There stood, or hover’d, tremulous in the air, A faery city ’neath the potent rule Of Emperor Elfinan; fam’d ev’rywhere For love of mortal women, maidens fair, Whose lips were solid, whose soft…
I cry your mercy—pity—love!—aye, love! Merciful love that tantalizes not, One-thoughted, never-wandering, guileless love, Unmasked, and being seen—without a blot! O! let me have thee whole,—all—all—be mine! That shape, that fairness, that sweet minor zest Of love,…
What can I do to drive away Remembrance from my eyes? for they have seen, Aye, an hour ago, my brilliant queen! Touch has a memory. O say, Love, say, What can I do to kill it and be free…
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone! Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast, Warm breath, light whisper, tender semi-tone, Bright eyes, accomplish’d shape, and lang’rous waist! Faded the flower and all its…