On Leaving Bruges
On Leaving Bruges The city’s steeple-towers remove away, Each singly; as each vain infatuate Faith Leaves God in heaven, and passes. A mere breath Each soon […]
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On Refusal Of Aid Between Nations Not that the earth is changing, O my God! Nor that the seasons totter in their walk,— Not that the […]
READ MOREOn The Field Of Waterloo
On The Field Of Waterloo So then, the name which travels side by side With English life from childhood—Waterloo— Means this. The sun is setting. “Their […]
READ MOREOn The Road
On The Road October, and eleven after dark: Both mist and night. Among us in the coach Packed heat on which the windows have been shut: […]
READ MOREOn The Road To Waterloo: 17 October…
On The Road To Waterloo: 17 October… It is grey tingling azure overhead With silver drift. Beneath, where from the green The trees are reared, the […]
READ MOREOn The Site Of A Mulberry-Tree…
On The Site Of A Mulberry-Tree… THIS tree, here fall’n, no common birth or death Shared with its kind. The world’s enfranchised son, Who found the […]
READ MOREOn The Two Bridal-Biers
On The Two Bridal-Biers How sweet a solace is the bridal-bed— Dawn as prepared, evening as hallowèd
READ MOREOn The Vita Nuova Of Dante
On The Vita Nuova Of Dante AS he that loves oft looks on the dear form And guesses how it grew to womanhood, And gladly would […]
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On William Morris ENTER Skald, moored in a punt, And jacks and tenches exeunt.
READ MOREOne Of Time’s Riddles
One Of Time’s Riddles IN her deep bosom the pride settled down— That pride which is a brackish thing like salt; And the life in her […]
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