Love Poems – Page 2484

Mary Booth

What shall we do now, Mary being dead,
Or say or write that shall express the half?
What can we do but pillow that fair head, …

Thomas William Parsons English
Her Epitaph

The handful here, that once was Mary’s earth,
Held, while it breathed, so beautiful a soul,
That, when she died, all recognized her birth, …

Thomas William Parsons English
To a Young Girl Dying

This is Palm Sunday: mindful of the day,
I bring palm branches, found upon my way:
But these will wither; thine shall never die,— …

Thomas William Parsons English
Into the Noiseless Country

Into the noiseless country Annie went,
Among the silent people where no sound
Of wheel or voice or implement—no roar …

Thomas William Parsons English
Andrew

Ermine or blazonry, he knew them not,
Nor cloth of gold, for Duty was his Queen;
But this he knew,—a soul without a spot, …

Thomas William Parsons English
Obituary

Finding francesca full of tears, I said,
“Tell me thy trouble.” “Oh, my dog is dead!
Murdered by poison!—no one knows for what— …

Thomas William Parsons English
Like As the Lark

quale allodetta che in aere si spazia
Prima cantando, e poi tace, contenta,
Dell’ ultima dolcezza che la sazia. …

Thomas William Parsons English
O Ye Sweet Heavens!

O ye sweet heavens! your silence is to me
More than all music. With what full delight
I come down to my dwelling by the sea …

Thomas William Parsons English
Paradisi Gloria

“o frate mio! ciascuna e cittadina
D’ una vera citta”…

Thomas William Parsons English
From "Worship"

For them, O God, who only worship Thee
In fanes whose fretted roofs shut out the heavens,
Let organs breathe, and chorded psalteries sound: …

William Wilberforce English