Poems

The fountains mingle with the riverAnd the rivers with the ocean,The winds of heaven mix for everWith a sweet emotion;Nothing in the world is single,All things by a law divineIn one another's being mingle—Why not I with thine? See the…
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I met a traveller from an antique landWho said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stoneStand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand,Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,Tell that its…
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I heard a thousand blended notes,While in a grove I sate reclined,In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughtsBring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did nature linkThe human soul that through me ran;And much it grieved my heart…
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Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing Heaven, and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth,-- And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its…
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This is the spot:—how mildly does the sunShine in between the fading leaves! the airIn the habitual silence of this woodIs more than silent: and this bed of heath,Where shall we find so sweet a resting-place?Come!—let me see thee sink into…
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She was a phantom of delightWhen first she gleam'd upon my sight;A lovely apparition, sentTo be a moment's ornament;Her eyes as stars of twilight fair;Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair;But all things else about her drawnFrom May-time…
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And what is love? It is a doll dress’d upFor idleness to cosset, nurse, and dandle;A thing of soft misnomers, so divineThat silly youth doth think to make itselfDivine by loving, and so goes onYawning and doting a whole summer long,Till…
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I wandered lonely as a Cloud That floats on high o'er Vales and Hills,When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden Daffodils;Beside the Lake, beneath the trees,Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. …
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“You are here. Oh, you do not run away.You will answer me to the last cry.Curl round me as though you were frightened.Even so, a strange shadow once ran through your eyes. Now, now too, little one, you bring me honeysuckle,and even your…
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As late I rambled in the happy fields,     What time the sky-lark shakes the tremulous dew     From his lush clover covert;—when anew Adventurous knights take up their dinted shields: I saw the sweetest flower wild nature…
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