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To George Felton Mathew
To George Felton Mathew Sweet are the pleasures that to verse belong, And doubly sweet a brotherhood in song; Nor can remembrance, Mathew! bring to view A fate more pleasing, a…
A Grey Mood
A Grey Mood As we hurry away to the end, my friend, Of this sad little farce called existence, We are sure that the future will bring one thing, And that is the grave in the d…
The Return
The Return Peace is declared, and I return To 'Ackneystadt, but not the same; Things 'ave transpired which made me learn The size and meanin' of the game. I did no more than oth…
The Peasant Poet
The Peasant Poet He loved the brook's soft sound, The swallow swimming by. He loved the daisy-covered ground, The cloud-bedappled sky. To him the dismal storm appeared The very…
A Spirit Passed Before Me [From Job]
A Spirit Passed Before Me [From Job] A spirit passed before me: I beheld The face of immortality unveiledDeep sleep came down on every eye save mineAnd there it stood,all forml…
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 the poplar white, And l…
Sonnet III. Written On The Day That Mr. Leigh Hunt Left Prison
Sonnet III. Written On The Day That Mr. Leigh Hunt Left Prison What though, for showing truth to flatter'd state, Kind Hunt was shut in prison, yet has he, In his immortal spir…
Bards of Passion and of Mirth, written on the Blank Page before Beaumont and
Bards of Passion and of Mirth, written on the Blank Page before Beaumont and Fletcher's Tragi-Comedy 'The Fair Maid of the Inn' BARDS of Passion and of Mirth, Ye have left your…
Songs
Songs SONGS are like painted window-panes! In darkness wrapp'd the church remains, If from the market-place we view it; Thus sees the ignoramus through it. No wonder that he de…
The Book of Urizen: Chapter I
The Book of Urizen: Chapter I . Lo, a shadow of horror is risen In Eternity! Unknown, unprolific! Self-closd, all-repelling: what Demon Hath form'd this abominable void This sou…
The Birthright
The Birthright The miracle of our land's speech--so known And long received, none marvel when 'tis shown! We have such wealth as Rome at her most pride Had not or (having) scatt…
in time of daffodils(who know
in time of daffodils(who know in time of daffodils(who know the goal of living is to grow) forgetting why,remember how in time of lilacs who proclaim the aim of waking is to d…
To Fanny
To Fanny I cry your mercy-pity-love!-aye, love! Merciful love that tantalizes not, One-thoughted, never-wandering, guileless love, Unmasked, and being seen-without a blot! O! l…
La Corona
La Corona Deign at my hands this crown of prayer and praise, Weaved in my lone devout melancholy, Thou which of good hast, yea, art treasury, All changing unchanged Ancient of…
The Day of Battle
The Day of Battle "Far I hear the bugle blow To call me where I would not go, And the guns begin the song, 'Soldier, fly or stay for long.' "Comrade, if to turn and fly Made a…
The Long Trail
The Long Trail There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield, And the ricks stand grey to the sun, Singing: "Over then, come over, for the bee has quit the…
A Certain Lady
A Certain Lady Oh, I can smile for you, and tilt my head, And drink your rushing words with eager lips, And paint my mouth for you a fragrant red, And trace your brows with tut…
Sonnet XCV:Who ever desired each other as we do
Sonnet XCV:Who ever desired each other as we do Who ever desired each other as we do? Let us look for the ancient ashes of hearts that burned, and let our kisses touch there, o…
How Salvator Won
How Salvator Won The gate was thrown open, I rode out alone, More proud than a monarch who sits on a throne. I am but a jockey, yet shout upon shout Went up from the people who…
Belfry of Bruges, The
Belfry of Bruges, The In the market-place of Bruges stands the belfry old and brown; Thrice consumed and thrice rebuilded, still it watches o'er the town. As the summer morn w…
I
I I thought once how Theocritus had sung Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years, Who each one in a gracious hand appears To bear a gift for mortals, old or young: An…
Brass Spittoons
Brass Spittoons Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach. Clean the spittoons. The steam in hotel kitchens, And the smoke in hotel lobbies, And the…
The Sun Rising
The Sun Rising Busy old fool, unruly Sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows, and through curtains, call on us? Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run? Saucy pedantic wretch…
Sonnet. Why Did I Laugh Tonight?
Sonnet. Why Did I Laugh Tonight? Why did I laugh to-night? No voice will tell No God, no Demon of severe response, Deigns to reply from Heaven or from Hell Then to my human hea…