Category: Poetry
The years will pass, and hearts will range, _You_ conquer Time, and Care, and Change. Though Time doth still delight to shed The dust on many a younger head; Though Care, oft coming, hath the guile From younger lips to steal the smile; Though Change makes younger hearts wax co...
In garnered loves of thine, The ripe good fruit of many hearts and years, Somewhere let this lie, grey and salt with tears; It grew too near the sea wind, and the brine Of life,...
2. Chapter 2By the example of certain Grecian mariners, who, being safely returned from the war about Troy, leave yet again their old lands and gods, seeking they know not what, and choosin...
1. Chapter 1The years will pass, and hearts will range, _You_ conquer Time, and Care, and Change. Though Time doth still delight to shed The dust on many a younger head; Though Care, oft co...
4. Chapter 4POUR wine, and cry again, again, again! _To Heliodore_! And mingle the sweet word ye call in vain With that ye pour! And bring to me her wreath of yesterday That’s dank with myr...