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I. All I believed is true!I am able yetAll I want, to getBy a method as strange as new:Dare I trust the same to you? II. If at night, when doors are shut,And the wood-worm picks,And the death-watch ticks,And the…
I. Nay but you, who do not love her,Is she not pure gold, my mistress?Holds earth aught—speak truth—above her?Aught like this tress, see, and this tress,And this last fairest tress of all,So fair, see, ere I let it fall? II.…
O God, where does this tend—these struggling aims?What would I have? What is this ‘sleep’, which seemsTo bound all? can there be a ‘waking’ pointOf crowning life? The soul would never rule—It would be first in all things—it would haveIts…
I. My heart sank with our Claret-flask,Just now, beneath the heavy sedgesThat serve this Pond’s black face for maskAnd still at yonder broken edgesO’ the hole, where up the bubbles glisten,After my heart I look and listen. II. Our laughing…
That second time they hunted meFrom hill to plain, from shore to sea,And Austria, hounding far and wideHer blood-hounds thro’ the country-side,Breathed hot and instant on my trace,—I made six days a hiding-placeOf that dry green old aqueductWhere I and…
I. Of the million or two, more or less,I rule and possess,One man, for some cause undefined,Was least to my mind. II. I struck him, he grovelled of course—For, what was his force?I pinned him to earth with my weightAnd…
PETER RONSARD loquitur.) “Heigho!” yawned one day King Francis,“Distance all value enhances!“When a man’s busy, why, leisure“Strikes him as wonderful pleasure:“ ‘Faith, and at leisure once is he?“Straightway he wants to be busy.“Here we’ve got peace; and aghast I’m“Caught thinking…
“Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself.”(David, Psalms 50.21)[‘Will sprawl, now that the heat of day is best,Flat on his belly in the pit’s much mire,With elbows wide, fists clenched to prop his chin.And, while he…
All the breath and the bloom of the year in the bag of one bee:All the wonder and wealth of the mine in the heart of one gem:In the core of one pearl all the shade and the shine of…
Si credere dignum est.–Virgil, Georgics, III, 390 Oh, worthy of belief I hold it was,Virgil, your legend in those strange three lines!No question, that adventure came to passOne black night in Arcadia: yes, the pines,Mountains and valleys mingling made one…