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Softly, thro' a vinous mist,
My college friendships glimmer.
Source: Will...
The rose was awake all night for your sake,
Knowing your promise to me;
The lilies and roses were all...
The lark becomes a sightless song.
Source: In Memoriam, 115 (Note: the stanza...
So much to do, so little done, such things to be.
Source: In
The jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that Honour feels.
Source: Locksley...
The bitter east, the misty summer
And gray metropolis of the North.
Source:...
The voice of the dead was a living voice to me.
Source: In the Valley of the...
The linnet born within the cage,
That never knew the summer woods.
Source: In...
Surely, surely, slumber is more sweet than toil, the shore
Than labour in the deep mid-ocean, wind and wave and...
The lion on your old stone gates
Is not more cold to you than I.
Source: Lady...
The clouds are lightly curled
Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming...
There has fallen a splendid tear
From the passion-flower at the gate.
She is coming, my dove, my dear;
She is...
Then comes the check, the change, the fall,
Pain rises up, old pleasures pall,
There is one remedy for...
Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
The splendour falls on castle walls
And snowy summits old in story:
The long light shakes across the...
The days darken round me and the years,
Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
There is no joy but calm!
Source: The Lotos-Eaters, `Choric Song', 2
-- Alfred,...
Then the maiden Aunt
Took this fair day for text, and from it preached
An universal culture for the...
That man's the true Conservative
Who lops the moulder'd branch away.
Source:...
The steam
Floats up from those dim fields about the homes
Of happy men that have the power to die,
And grassy...