How much I loved that way you had Of smiling most, when very sad, A smile which carried tender hints Of delicate tints And warbling birds, Of sun and spring, And yet, more than all other thing,...
I cleave the air through the murky night, High o'er the forests and sleeping towns; Below me drifts the shimmering light - A glorious fresco on vale and downs; My sea hath no billows nor rocky shores,...
Farewell, merry maidens, to song, and to laugh, For the brave lads of Westra are bound to the Haaf; And we must have labour, and hunger, and pain, Ere we dance with the maids of Dunrossness again. ...
Fair isle, that from the fairest of all flowers, Thy gentlest of all gentle names dost take! How many memories of what radiant hours At sight of thee and thine at once awake!...
Deep embowered beside the forest river, Where the flame of sunset only falls, Lapped in silence lies the House of Dying, House of them to whom the twilight calls. ...
1.1 "What is the price of Experience? do men buy it for a song? 1.2 Or wisdom for a dance in the street? No, it is bought with the price 1.3 Of all that a man hath, his house, his wife, his children....
Whither? say, whither shall I fly, To slack these flames wherein I fry? To the treasures, shall I go, Of the rain, frost, hail, and snow? Shall I search the underground,...
Persian, you rise Aflame from climes of sacrifice Where adulators sue, And prostrate man, with brow abased, Adheres to rites whose tenor traced All worship hitherto.
Who are ye, who through the night Onward urge your desperate flight? Far and wide the hills repeat The hurried tread of armed feet, Ringing helm and dying groan,...
1. Summer was dead and Autumn was expiring, And infant Winter laughed upon the land All cloudlessly and cold; - when I, desiring More in this world than any understand,...
To-night the clouds hang very low, They take the Hill-tops to their breast, And lay their arms about the fields. The wind that fans me lying low, Restless with great desire for rest,...
The tropic day's redundant charms Cool twilight soothes away, The sun slips down behind the palms And leaves the landscape grey. I want to take you in my arms And kiss your lips away! ...
We thank you for a noble work well done. There is a kindness - ('tis the truer one; The better part the simpler heart doth know), The care to give the day a brighter sun ...
Fair isle, that from the fairest of all flowers, Thy gentlest of all gentle names dost take! How many memories of what radiant hours At sight of thee and thine at once awake!...