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O my soul, keep the rest unknown!It is too like a sound of moan When the charnel-eyed Pale Horse has nighed:Yea, none shall gather what I hide!Why load men’s minds with more to bearThat bear already ails to spare? From…
We are getting to the end of visioningThe impossible within this universe,Such as that better whiles may follow worse,And that our race may mend by reasoning.We know that even as larks in cages singUnthoughtful of deliverance from the curseThat holds…
British Museum: Early Last Century”What is the noise that shakes the night, And seems to soar to the Pole-star height?” —”Christmas bells, The watchman tellsWho walks this hall that blears us captives with its blight.” “And what, then, mean such…
When my contemporaries were drivingTheir coach through Life with strain and striving,And raking riches into heaps,And ably pleading in the CourtsWith smart rejoinders and retorts,Or where the Senate nightly keepsIts vigils, till their fames were fannedBy rumour’s tongue throughout the…
(179-)”Come, let’s to Culliford Hill and Wood, And watch the squirrels climb,And look in sunny places there For shepherds’ thyme.”—”Can I have heart for Culliford Wood, And hill and bank and tree,Who know and ponder over all Things done by…
(Song)There’s no winsome woman so winsome as she; Some are flower-like in mouth, Some have fire in the eyes, Some feed a soul’s drouth Trilling words music-wise;But where are these gifts all in one found to be Save in her…
(Temp. Guliel IV.)”A gentleman’s coming To court me, they say; The ringers are told, And the band is to play. O why should he do it Now poor Jack’s away? I surely shall rue it : Come, white witch, and…
Three picture-drawn people stepped out of their frames— The blast, how it blew!And the white-shrouded candles flapped smoke-headed flames;—Three picture-drawn people came down from their frames,And dumbly in lippings they told me their names, Full well though I knew.The first…
Something had cracked in her mouth as she slept, Having danced with the Prince long, and sipped his gold tass; And she woke in alarm, and quick, breathlessly, leapt Out of bed to the glass.And there, in the blue dawn,…
Provincial town-boy he,—frail, lame,His face a waning lily-white,A court the home of his wry, wrenched frame,Where noontide shed no warmth or light.Over his temples—flat, and wan,Where bluest veins were patterned keen,The skin appeared so thinly drawnThe skull beneath was almost…