or a fog Rolling off sunlight's arrows. Not mightier Phoebus in ire, Nor deadlier Jove's avengeing...
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The look of her heart slipped out and in. Sweet on her lord her soft eyes shone, As innocents clea...
In humankind diversities of masks, For rule of men the choice of bait or goads. The statesman stee...
We see not distant heave. IV They stand to be her sacrifice, The sons this mother flings like dic...
Holding revel of worms in a corse; A city of malady sore, Over-ripe for the big doom's crack: A c...
Poems by George Meredith - Volume 3 by George Meredith A STAVE OF ROVING TIM (ADDRESSED TO CERTAI...
(To match a Batrachian croak) Will thump them a frenzy or fun in their veins. Then may it be rathe...
The tightness of a hempen rope Their bodies got; but laundry soap Not handsomer can rub the skin ...
With that good treasure in defence, Which is our gold crushed out of joy and pain Since first men ...
Spread melting rings where late a swallow dipped. The surface was attentive to receive, The secret...
Borne on the tides of alternating heats, Will drug the brain, will doom the soul as well; Call the...
She had the Scriptural word so scored on brain, It rang through air to sky, and rocked a world Tha...
A natural woman's heart, not more than clad By station and bright raiment, gathers heat From naked...
The seen, the unrevealed. Implacable they shine To us who would of Life obtain An answer for the ...
Wooing that drifting imagery which is No sooner kissed than broken; memories of Salmacis Who is no...