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The Princess (part 3)
The Princess (part 3) Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by other drest with care Descended to the court that lay t…
The Uses of Poetry
The Uses of Poetry I've fond anticipation of a day O'erfilled with pure diversion presently, For I must read a lady poesy The while we glide by many a leafy bay, Hid deep in rus…
The People
The People 'WHAT have I earned for all that work,' I said, 'For all that I have done at my own charge? The daily spite of this unmannerly town, Where who has served the most is…
Sunshine And Shadow
Sunshine And Shadow Life has its shadows, as well as its sun; Its lights and its shades, all twined together. I tried to single them out, one by one, Single and count them, de…
To The Moon
To The Moon BUSH and vale thou fill'st again With thy misty ray, And my spirit's heavy chain Castest far away. Thou dost o'er my fields extend Thy sweet soothing eye, Watchin…
VIII
VIII What can I give thee back, O liberal And princely giver, who hast brought the gold And purple of thine heart, unstained, untold, And laid them on the outside of the-wall F…
Fragmentary Blue
Fragmentary Blue Why make so much of fragmentary blue In here and there a bird, or butterfly, Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye, When heaven presents in sheets the solid…
How Fear Came
How Fear Came The stream is shrunk--the pool is dry, And we be comrades, thou and I; With fevered jowl and dusty flank Each jostling each along the bank; And, by one drouthy fea…
Understanding
Understanding I understood the rest too well, And all their thoughts have come to be Clear as grey sea-weed in the swell Of a sunny shallow sea. But you I never understood, Your…
Songs Of Innocence: Introduction
Songs Of Innocence: Introduction Piping down the valleys wild Piping songs of pleasant glee On a cloud I saw a child. And he laughing said to me. Pipe a song about a Lamb: So I…
The Undertaker's Horse
The Undertaker's Horse The eldest son bestrides him, And the pretty daughter rides him, And I meet him oft o' mornings on the Course; And there kindles in my bosom An emotion ch…
My Boy Jack
My Boy Jack - 'Have you news of my boy Jack?' Not this tide. 'When d'you think that he'll come back?' Not with this wind blowing, and this tide. 'Has anyone else had word of him…
By The Bivouac's Fitful Flame
By The Bivouac's Fitful Flame BY the bivouac's fitful flame, A procession winding around me, solemn and sweet and slow;--but first I note, The tents of the sleeping army, the…
Winter - The Fourth Pastoral, or Daphne
Winter - The Fourth Pastoral, or Daphne Lycidas. Thyrsis, the music of that murm'ring spring, Is not so mournful as the strains you sing. Nor rivers winding thro' the vales bel…
This Compost
This Compost SOMETHING startles me where I thought I was safest; I withdraw from the still woods I loved; I will not go now on the pastures to walk; I will not strip the clothe…
Chosen
Chosen The lot of love is chosen. I learnt that much Struggling for an image on the track Of the whirling Zodiac. Scarce did he my body touch, Scarce sank he from the west Or f…
Wisdom
Wisdom THE true faith discovered was When painted panel, statuary. Glass-mosaic, window-glass, Amended what was told awry By some peasant gospeller; Swept the Sawdust from the…
Epitaph For William Pitt
Epitaph For William Pitt With death doom'd to grapple, Beneath this cold slab, he Who lied in the Chapel Now lies in the Abbey.
‘Like a brazier’s bronze cinders,’
‘Like a brazier’s bronze cinders,’ Like a brazier’s bronze cinders, the sleepy garden’s beetles flowing. Level with me, and my candle, a flowering world is hanging. As if into…
The Veteran
The Veteran When I was young and bold and strong, Oh, right was right, and wrong was wrong! My plume on high, my flag unfurled, I rode away to right the world. "Come out, you d…
Song Of The Exposition
Song Of The Exposition AFTER all, not to create only, or found only, But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded, To give it our own identity, average, limitless,…
Untimely
Untimely Nothing in life has been made by man for man's using But it was shown long since to man in ages Lost as the name of the maker of it, Who received oppression and shame f…
Sonnet To John Hamilton Reynolds
Sonnet To John Hamilton Reynolds O that a week could be an age, and we Felt parting and warm meeting every week, Then one poor year a thousand years would be, The flush of welc…
The Song Of Princess Zeb-Un-Nissa In Praise Of Her Own Beauty
The Song Of Princess Zeb-Un-Nissa In Praise Of Her Own Beauty WHEN from my cheek I lift my veil, The roses turn with envy pale, And from their pierced hearts, rich with pain, S…