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  • As king fishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;
    As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
    16 lines, 3 comments
  • Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee;
    Not untwist -- slack they may be -- these last strands of man
    18 lines, 3 comments
  • Justus quidem tu es, Domine, si disputem tecum; verumtamen justa loquar ad
    te: quare via&nbs
    16 lines
  • THE WORLD is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    15 lines, 1 comment
  • Look at the stars! look, look up at the skies!
    O look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air!
    16 lines
  • Glory be to God for dappled things --
    For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
    11 lines
  • As a dare-gale skylark scanted in a dull cage,
    Man's mounting spirit in his bone-house, mean house, dwells --
    14 lines
  • Towery city |&| branchy between towers;
    Cuckoo-echoing, bell-swarm{`e}d, lark charm{`e}d, rook racked,
    15 lines
  • Félix Rándal the fárrier, O is he déad then? my dúty all énded,
    Who have watched his mould of man, bigboned and hardy-handsome
    14 lines
  • This darksome burn, horseback brown,
    His rollrock highroad roaring down,
    16 lines
  • Nothing is so beautiful as spring --
    When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
    14 lines
  • I awoke in the Midsummer not to call night, in the white and the walk of the morning:
    The moon, dwindled and thinned to the fringe of a finger-nail held to the
    7 lines
  • (Felled 1879)
    My aspens dear, whose airy cages quelled,
    25 lines, 11 comments
  • Justus quidem tu es, Domine, si disputem tecum; verumtamen justa loquar ad te: quare via impiorum prosperatur?
    Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I conten
    15 lines
  • My own heart let me more have pity on; let
    Me live to my sad self hereafter kind,
    14 lines
  • Summer ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the stooks rise
    Around; up above, what wind-walks! what lovely behaviour
    14 lines
  • Yes. Why do we áll, seeing of a soldier, bless him? bless
    Our redcoats, our tars? Both these being, the greater part,
    14 lines
  • Now Time’s Andromeda on this rock rude,
    With not her either beauty’s equal or
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • a.
    Not of all my eyes see, wandering on the world,
    20 lines
  • God with honour hang your head,
    Groom, and grace you, bride, your bed
    12 lines
  • How lovely the elder brother’s
    Life all laced in the other’s,
    43 lines
  • Beyond Mágdalen and by the Bridge, on a place called there the Plain,
    In Summer, in a burst of summertime
    11 lines
  • Denis, whose motionable, alert, most vaulting wit
    Caps occasion with an intellectual fit.
    6 lines
  • Hark, hearer, hear what I do; lend a thought now, make believe
    We are leafwhelmed somewhere with the hood
    53 lines
  • I bear a basket lined with grass;
    I am so light, I am so fair,
    24 lines
  • Hard as hurdle arms, with a broth of goldish flue
    Breathed round; the rack of ribs; the scooped flank; lank
    19 lines
  • May is Mary's month, and I
    Muse at that and wonder why:
    48 lines
  • 'The child is father to the man.'
    How can he be? The words are wild.
    8 lines
  • The poet wishes well to the divine genius of Purcell
    and praises him that, whereas other musicians have
    20 lines
  • Laybrother of the Society of Jesus
    15 lines
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