This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1888 Excerpt: ... flood, Have I held laughing converse, nymph, with thee. This is thy dwelling, and along the wide Oak-woven halls, that stretch on every side, Murmuring sweet lullabies, I hear thee stray, Hushing the dim-eyed Twilight, who all day, From searching sunbeams hid in these cool bowers, Sleeps on a bed of pale, night ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1888 Excerpt: ... flood, Have I held laughing converse, nymph, with thee. This is thy dwelling, and along the wide Oak-woven halls, that stretch on every side, Murmuring sweet lullabies, I hear thee stray, Hushing the dim-eyed Twilight, who all day, From searching sunbeams hid in these cool bowers, Sleeps on a bed of pale, night-blowing flowers. Frances Anne Kemble. V ON PA MATCH WITH THE MOON. jlEARY already, weary miles to-night I walked for bed: and so, to get some ease, I dogged the flying moon with similes.: a wisp she doubled on my sight In ponds; and caught in tree-tops like a kite; And in a globe of film all vapourish Swam full-faced like a silly silver fish;--Last like a bubble shot the welkin's height Where my road turned, and got behind me, and sent My wizened shadow craning round at me, And jeered, 'So, step the measure, --one two three!'--And if I faced on her, looked innocent. But just at parting, halfway down a dell, She kissed me for good-night. So you'll not tell. Dante Gabriel Rossetti. TO HELEN. MOMENTARY wish passed through my To be the monarch of a magic place Thick-sown with burning gems, or to constrain The uncouth help of some half-demon race, Vexing the pearl-paved hollows of the main For thee, and starry caverns in far space. It was a wish unwisely formed, and vain; Even in the humblest trifles love can trace That which no mine can give, no Genii's wing From depths beneath or heights above can bring; The memories of each kind look and tone, Gestures, and glancing smiles, into the gift Pass like a living spirit, and uplift Its value, to the level of their own. Sir Francis Hastings Doyle. I ON READING SOME AMERICAN POETRY. 'IGH strains and pure, worthy to live and shine By their own light hereafter, still in these I find not what I sought, ye ancient ..
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Add this copy of English Sonnets By Living Writers to cart. $48.63, good condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2019 by Wentworth Press.
Add this copy of English Sonnets By Living Writers to cart. $65.97, new condition, Sold by Media Smart rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Hawthorne, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2019 by Wentworth Press.
