The Poems and Sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton ...Macmillan & Company, 1908 - 476 pages |
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Arcady beauty birds bliss bloom blossoms blow blue breath bright CHRISTINA ROSSETTI cold D. G. RoSSETTI dark dawn dead dear Death delight dream dumb earth eyes face fain fair FAIR Lady far-off feet flowers forget ghost glad glory glow golden grace hast hear heard heart Heaven high noon hope June kiss Life's light lips live lonely lonesome look LOST ROOM LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON Love's lovers mock moon morning neath never nigh night once pain pale PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON praise pray prayer rapture rest ROBERT BROWNING rose shining shining day sigh silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sonnet sorrow soul spell spring stars strong strong to save summer SUMMER'S DREAM sweet swift tears tender thee thine things thou art thrill voice wait wake warm whisper wild winds wings winter young
Popular passages
Page 91 - Builder and Maker is God. Perchance in that miracle country They will give her lost youth back, And the flowers of the vanished spring-time Will bloom in the spirit's track. One draught from the living waters Shall call back his manhood's prime ; And eternal years shall measure The love that outlasted time.
Page 125 - LOVE'S RESURRECTION DAY ROUND among the quiet graves, When the sun was low, Love went grieving, — Love who saves: Did the sleepers know? At his touch the flowers awoke, At his tender call Birds into sweet singing broke, And it did befall From the blooming, bursting sod All Love's dead arose, And went flying up to God By a way Love knows.
Page 10 - By what subtle spell did you lure them here, Fixing a beauty that will not change; Roses whose petals never will fall, Bright, swift wings that never will range ? Had you owned but the skill to snare as well The swift-winged hours that came and went, To prison the words that in music died, And fix with a spell the heart's content, Then had you been of magicians the chief; And loved and lovers should bless your art, If you could but have painted the soul of the thing,— Not the rose alone, but the...
Page 277 - WINTER. , to go back to the days of June, Just to be young and alive again, Hearken again to the mad sweet tune Birds were singing with might and main : South they flew at the summer's wane, Leaving their nests for storms to harry, Since time was coming for wind and rain Under the wintry skies to marry. Wearily wander by dale and dune Footsteps fettered with clanking chain : Free they were in the days of June ; Free they never can be again. Fetters of age and fetters of pain, Joys that fly, and sorrows...
Page 132 - PALLID with too much longing, White with passion and prayer, Goddess of love and beauty, She sits in the picture there, — Sits with her dark eyes seeking Something more subtle still Than the old delights of loving Her measureless days to fill. She has loved and been loved so often In her long, immortal years, That she tires of the worn-out rapture, Sickens of hopes and fears. No joys or sorrows move her, Done with her ancient pride; For her head she found too heavy The crown she has cast aside....
Page 89 - IT stands in a sunny meadow, The house so mossy and brown, With its cumbrous old stone chimneys, And the gray roof sloping down. The trees fold their green arms round it, — The trees a century old ; And the winds go chanting through them, And the sunbeams drop their gold. The cowslips...
Page 89 - That won her heart in girlhood, That has soothed her in many a care, And praises her now for the brightness Her old face used to wear. She thinks again of her bridal — How, dressed in her robe of white, She stood by her gay young lover In the morning's rosy light.
Page 71 - God has dealt with me, his child," she said ; "I wait my spring-time, and am cold like these. "To them will come the fulness of their time ; Their spring, though late, will make the meadows fair ; Shall I, who wait like them, like them be blessed ? I am his own, — doth not my Father care ?
Page 30 - Twas the odorous ghost of a blossom That seemed through the dusk to glow. " The garments she left mock the shadows With hints of womanly grace, And her image swims in the mirror That was so used to her face. " The birds make insolent music Where the sunshine riots outside, And the winds are merry and wanton With the summer's pomp and pride. " But into this desolate mansion, Where love has closed the door, Nor sunshine nor summer shall enter, Since she can come in no more.
Page 196 - Sonnets," the following formed one of the one hundred : — " Wilt thou forget me in that other sphere — Thou who hast shared my life so long in this — And straight grown dizzy with that greater bliss, Fronting heaven's splendor strong and full and clear, No longer hold the old embraces dear When some sweet seraph crowns thee with her kiss? Nay, surely from that rapture thou wouldst miss Some slight small thing that thou hast cared for here. I do not dream that from those ultimate heights Thou...