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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 82. I wage not any feud with death
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 82. I wage not any feud with death
I wage not any feud with Death
For changes wrought on form and face;
No lower life that earth's …
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 72. Risest thou thus, dim dawn, again
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 72. Risest thou thus, dim dawn, again
Risest thou thus, dim dawn, again,
And howlest, issuing out of night,
With blasts that blow t…
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 67. When on my bed the moonlight fall
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 67. When on my bed the moonlight fall
When on my bed the moonlight falls,
I know that in thy place of rest
By that broad water of t…
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 56. So careful of the type? but no
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 56. So careful of the type? but no
"So careful of the type?" but no.
From scarped cliff and quarried stone
She cries, "A thousand t…
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 45. The baby new to earth and sky
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 45. The baby new to earth and sky
The baby new to earth and sky,
What time his tender palm is prest
Against the circle of the breas…
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 54. Oh, yet we Trust that somehow Goo
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 54. Oh, yet we Trust that somehow Goo
Oh, yet we trust that somehow good
Will be the final end of ill,
To pangs of nature, sins of …
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 39. Old warder of these buried bones
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 39. Old warder of these buried bones
Old warder of these buried bones,
And answering now my random stroke
With fruitful cloud and l…
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 2. Old Yew, which graspest at the sto
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 2. Old Yew, which graspest at the sto
Old Yew, which graspest at the stones
That name the under-lying dead,
Thy fibres net the drea…
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 15. To-night the winds begin to rise
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 15. To-night the winds begin to rise
To-night the winds begin to rise
And roar from yonder dropping day:
The last red leaf is whirl…
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 126. Love is and was my Lord and King
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 126. Love is and was my Lord and King
Love is and was my Lord and King,
And in his presence I attend
To hear the tidings of my frie…
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 105. To-night ungather'd let us leave
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 105. To-night ungather'd let us leave
To-night ungather'd let us leave
This laurel, let this holly stand:
We live within the strang…
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 118. Contemplate all this work of Tim
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 118. Contemplate all this work of Tim
Contemplate all this work of Time,
The giant labouring in his youth;
Nor dream of human love …
In Memoriam A. H. H. Obiit MDCCCXXXIII: 3. O Sorrow, cruel
In Memoriam A. H. H. Obiit MDCCCXXXIII: 3. O Sorrow, cruel
O Sorrow, cruel fellowship,
O Priestess in the vaults of Death,
O sweet and bitter in a breath…
In Memoriam A. H. H. 116
In Memoriam A. H. H. 116
Is it, then, regret for buried time
That keenlier in sweet April wakes,
And meets the year, and gives and takes
The colour…
In Memoriam 3: O Sorrow, Cruel Fellowship
In Memoriam 3: O Sorrow, Cruel Fellowship
O Sorrow, cruel fellowship,
O Priestess in the vaults of Death,
O sweet and bitter in a breath,
What whis…
In Memoriam 131: O Living Will That Shalt Endure
In Memoriam 131: O Living Will That Shalt Endure
O living will that shalt endure
When all that seems shall suffer shock,
Rise in the spiritual rock,
How Thought You That This Thing Could Captivate?
How Thought You That This Thing Could Captivate?
How thought you that this thing could captivate?
What are those graces that could make her dear,
Who is …
Idylls of the King: The Marriage of Geraint (Fortune, Turn
Idylls of the King: The Marriage of Geraint (Fortune, Turn
Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel, and lower the proud;
Turn thy wild wheel thro' sunshine, storm, and c…
Hendecasyllabics
Hendecasyllabics
O you chorus of indolent reviewers,
Irresponsible, indolent reviewers,
Look, I come to the test, a tiny poem
All composed in a met…
Guinevere
Guinevere
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat
There in the holy house at Almesbury
Weeping, none with her save a little maid,
A novic…
Geraint And Enid
Geraint And Enid
O purblind race of miserable men,
How many among us at this very hour
Do forge a life-long trouble for ourselves,
By taking true f…
Gareth And Lynette
Gareth And Lynette
The last tall son of Lot and Bellicent,
And tallest, Gareth, in a showerful spring
Stared at the spate. A slender-shafted Pine
L…
Fatima
Fatima
O LOVE, Love, Love! O withering might!
O sun, that from thy noonday height
Shudderest when I strain my sight,
Throbbing thro' all thy …
Freedom
Freedom
Of old sat Freedom on the heights,
The thunders breaking at her feet:
Above her shook the starry lights:
She heard the torrents meet.…