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• The Blessèd Damozel

  The blessèd Damozel lean'd out
  From the gold bar of Heaven:
  Her blue grave eyes were deeper much …

  Dante Gabriel Rossetti

• Love in the Valley

  Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward,
  Couch'd with her arms behind her golden head,
  Knees and tresses folded to slip and ripple idly, …

  George Meredith

• Phoebus with Admetus

  When by Zeus relenting the mandate was revoked,
  Sentencing to exile the bright Sun-God,
  Mindful were the ploughmen of who the steer had yoked, …

  George Meredith

• Tardy Spring

  now the North wind ceases,
  The warm South-west awakes;
  Swift fly the fleeces, …

  George Meredith

• Love's Grave

  Mark where the pressing wind shoots javelin-like,
  Its skeleton shadow on the broad-back'd wave!
  Here is a fitting spot to dig Love's grave; …

  George Meredith

• Lucifer in Starlight

  On a starr'd night Prince Lucifer uprose.
  Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend
  Above the rolling ball in cloud part screen'd, …

  George Meredith

• Barbara

  on the Sabbath-day,
  Through the churchyard old and gray,
  Over the crisp and yellow leaves I held my rustling way; …

  Alexander Smith

• Bride Song

  Too late for love, too late for joy,
  Too late, too late!
  You loiter'd on the road too long, …

  Christina Georgina Rossetti

• A Birthday

  My heart is like a singing bird
  Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;
  My heart is like an apple-tree …

  Christina Georgina Rossetti

• Twice

  I TOOK my heart in my hand
  (O my love, O my love),
  I said: Let me fall or stand, …

  Christina Georgina Rossetti

• Uphill

  Does the road wind uphill all the way?
  Yes, to the very end.
  Will the day's journey take the whole long day? …

  Christina Georgina Rossetti

• Passing Away

  Passing away, saith the World, passing away:
  Chances, beauty and youth sapp'd day by day:
  Thy life never continueth in one stay. …

  Christina Georgina Rossetti

• Is it Well with the Child?

  Safe where I cannot die yet,
  Safe where I hope to lie too,
  Safe from the fume and the fret; …

  Christina Georgina Rossetti

• Dora

  She knelt upon her brother's grave,
  My little girl of six years old—
  He used to be so good and brave, …

  Thomas Edward Brown

• Salve!

  To live within a cave—it is most good;
  But, if God make a day,
  And some one come, and say, …

  Thomas Edward Brown

• My Garden

  A GARDEN is a lovesome thing, God wot!
  Rose plot,
  Fringed pool, …

  Thomas Edward Brown

• A Night in Italy

  Sweet are the rosy memories of the lips
  That first kiss'd ours, albeit they kiss no more:
  Sweet is the sight of sunset-sailing ships, …

  Edward Robert Bulwer Lytton, Earl of Lytton

• The Last Wish

  Since all that I can ever do for thee
  Is to do nothing, this my prayer must be:
  That thou mayst never guess nor ever see …

  Edward Robert Bulwer Lytton, Earl of Lytton

• In the Train

  As we rush, as we rush in the Train,
  The trees and the houses go wheeling back,
  But the starry heavens above the plain …

  James Thomson

• Sunday up the River

  My love o'er the water bends dreaming;
  It glideth and glideth away:
  She sees there her own beauty, gleaming …

  James Thomson

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