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- Blind Matthew, coming down the village street
With slow, sure footsteps, pauses for a while,48 lines, 1 comment - Lying full-length upon the summer grass,
And by the murmur of a summer stream,81 lines, 1 comment - He kneels, his knee drawn down to kindred dust,
For all is earth within him, from those eyes14 lines - Ay, give me the beat of his fire-fed breast,
And the shake of his giant frame,114 lines, 1 comment - And thou, in such calm moments, wilt again
Stand in that holy silent light which swims14 lines - 'I want my child,' the mother said, as through
The deep sweet air of purple-breathing morn32 lines, 1 comment - And with the murmur of the Rhine will come
Those legends which have flung, as from a sky14 lines - While the breezes come and creep--
And what mortal would not sleep54 lines, 1 comment - The splendid demon with the lurid eyes,
Wherein, as when a serpent bites its coil14 lines - That was Nottman waving at me,
But the steam fell down, so you could not see;76 lines, 1 comment - Thou gazest and the picture fades away
Like visions after sleep. But unto thee14 lines - Come forth, and bring with thee a mind
That rises to the poet's mood;80 lines, 1 comment - The sunshine over Brussels will be mine,
But for a moment ere it pales its hue,14 lines - Have you so forgot the time, dear love,
When we sat by the stream in the wood48 lines, 1 comment - Or Guido, where beneath the crown of thorns
Love haloes the divinest of all eyes,14 lines - A Faust in colours with the good and ill
For ever at their conflict, dumb of speech,14 lines - Above him, yet he sees him not, there bends
Compassion and Divinity in one,14 lines - We part: great London with its mighty rush
Of life will daily send its shocks through thine,14 lines - Through these the town of Rubens shall arise,
Its stone arms clasping the cathedral, where14 lines - And quiet Weimar, hush'd of look and staid,
As if she knew the passing stranger came,14 lines - Half worship? Nay, full worship must be thine,
For all the best of Raphael's soul is there,14 lines - He sleeps; the inner agony hath pass'd
With the sure dawn that slowly climbs the east;14 lines - I know thou wilt. And so to me the past
Is richer from my pleasant days with thee,14 lines
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