George Henry Boker's Poetry, by first line

• Love is that orbit . . .

  Love is that orbit of the restless soul
  Whose circle grazes the confines of space,

  14 lines
• The Awaking of the Poetic Faculty

  All day I heard a humming in my ears.
  A buzz of many voices, and a throng

  14 lines
• Dragoon's Song

  Clash, clash goes the sabre against my steed's side,
  Kling, kling go the rowels, as onward I ride;

  18 lines
• Sonnet CCXVI: "I write too coldly and I write too much"

  "I write too coldly and I write too much!"
  The more, the colder seems whate'er I write,

  13 lines
• Sonnet CLXIII: "O for my sake do you with fortune chide"

  "O for my sake do you with fortune chide"--
  I almost took sad Shakespeare's thought for mine,

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCLXXXII: "'Tis not in hollow wood and tinkling wire"

  'Tis not in hollow wood and tinkling wire
  To be the wonder I would have them be;

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• Sonnet CCLXXVI: "A golden circle for my lady's hand"

  A golden circle for my lady's hand,
  Crowned with a ruby 'twixt the outspread wings

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• Sonnet CCLXXII: "A marvel to me is my lady's hand"

  A marvel to me is my lady's hand;
  'Tis not that plump, thick-palmed and dimpled thing

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• Sonnet CLVII: "A noble woman! One who can forgive"

  A noble woman! One who can forgive,
  Without descending from her native height,

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• Sonnet CXXVII: "A sadder word I never uttered yet"

  A sadder word I never uttered yet--
  No, not in chambers when the light was low,

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• Sonnet X: "A shame arose betwixt my love and me"

  A shame arose betwixt my Love and me.
  I am not worthy to be called her own.

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• Sonnet CCXXXIV: "A torpid season once in every year"

  A torpid season once in every year
  Falls on my nature, when in vain I wring

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• Sonnet CXXXVIII: "About myself a shadow I have wrapped"

  About myself a shadow I have wrapped;
  I shall no more with patience nor with ease

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• Sonnet CXCI: "Absence from thee is something worse than death"

  Absence from thee is something worse than death;
  For to the heart that slumbers in the shroud,

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• Sonnet CCLXXIX: "Again I touch thee, vexing instrument"

  Again I touch thee, vexing instrument,
  My hard and rarely-mastered Tuscan lute!

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• Sonnet CXCV: "Against mischances I have shut my door"

  Against mischances I have shut my ear;
  I will not hear the far-off coming doom

  13 lines
• Sonnet XCVII: "Against the changes of obsequious time"

  Against the changes of obsequious time,
  That shifts his seasons as his lord, the sun,

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• Sonnet LXXII: "Ah! Could I ever grow in some remote degree"

  Ah! Could I ever grow in some remote degree
  Nearer the whiteness of my darling's love;

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• Sonnet CCLXXX: "Ah, lute, how well I know each tone of thee"

  Ah, lute, how well I know each tone of thee,
  From shrillest treble unto solemn bass,

  13 lines
• Sonnet LVII: "Although the story of our love be lost"

  Although the story of our love be lost
  In the long vista of the coming years,--

  16 lines
• Sonnet CLXXXIX: "Another picture of my love I have"

  Another picture of my Love I have,
  Painted in colors that will never fade-

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• Sonnet CCCXII: "Another year has passed us, while the earth"

  Another year has passed us, while the earth
  Grew green and grey again beneath our eyes,

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• Sonnet CCXCIII: "As from his wrist the eager falconer"

  As from his wrist the eager falconer
  Tosses his hawk upon the windy sky,

  13 lines
• Sonnet: XXXIII: "As some new ghost, that wanders to and fro"

  As some new ghost, that wanders to and fro
  By dreary Lethe, turns his vacant eyes,

  13 lines
• Sonnet CLXV: "As stands a statue on its pedestal"

  As stands a statue on its pedestal,
  Amidst the storms of civil mutiny,

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• Sonnet CCXCII: "Beloved, thou cam'st to me of late and said"

  Beloved, thou cam 'st to me of late and said;
  "Stay with me, Dearest! Stay another day!

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• Sonnet CCCXIII: "By thy own truth, Beloved, I am true!"

  By thy own truth, Beloved, I am true!
  I swear by that in which I most believe;

  13 lines
• Sonnet C: "For life and death to me are so akin"

  For life and death to me are so akin,
  So aptly one suggests the other's being;

  15 lines
• Sonnet CCXII: "Cast on the lily's cheek the rose's glow"

  Cast on the lily's cheek the rose's glow,
  And while the world with morning dew is wet,

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCI: "Within our lips is stored the bitterness"

  Within our lips is stored the bitterness
  Of the dread tree that made the meadow's bleat

  15 lines

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