E. Robert Bulwer, Lord Lytton

Poems (4)

• Aux Italiens

  At Paris it was, at the opera there; / And she looked like a queen in a book that night, …

• Dining

  From “Lucile” / O HOUR of all hours, the most blest upon earth, …

• The Chess-Board

  My little love, do you remember, / Ere we were grown so sadly wise, …

• The Portrait

  Midnight past! Not a sound of aught / Through the silent house, but the wind at his prayers. …