Lord of
Lord of
love morning moving
Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone: And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the rose is blown. For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky.
summer lying fall
The woods decay, the woods decay and fall, The vapours weep their burthen to the ground, Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath, And after many summer dies the swan. Me only cruel immortality Consumes: I wither slowly in thine arms, Here at the quiet limit of the world.
lying fighting may
That a lie which is all a lie may be met and fought with outright, But a lie which is part a truth is a harder matter to fight.
lying
Nature, so far as in her lies, imitates God.
dog horse passion
He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force, Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
dream land breathing
In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream.
gratitude taken skyfall
Tho' much is taken, much abides;
life should labour
Ah, why Should life all labour be?
lying winter years
Full knee-deep lies the winter snow, And the winter winds are wearily sighing: Toll ye the church bell sad and slow, And tread softly and speak low, For the old year lies a-dying. Old year you must not die; You came to us so readily, You lived with us so steadily, Old year you shall not die.
happiness may achilles
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles whom we knew.
happiness play wind
As she fled fast through sun and shade The happy winds upon her play'd, Blowing the ringlet from the braid.
wisdom scorn consequence
Because right is right, to follow right Were wisdom in the scorn of consequence.
knowing knowing-nothing obedience
One so small Who knowing nothing knows but to obey.
night light tears
But what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry.