Poems by George Meredith
Dirge in Woods
... And we go, And we drop like the fruits of the tree, ...
Juggling Jerry
... It's just the sword-trick--I ain't quite gone!Yonder came smells of the gorse, so nutty, ...
Love in the Valley
... d, but O the glory of the winning were she won!When her mother tends her before the laughing mirror, ...
Love's Grave
... Here where the ponderous breakers plunge and strike, ...
Meditation under Stars
... even that we, The specks of dust upon a mound of mould, ...
Modern Love III: This Was the Woman
... Only mark The rich light striking out from her on him! ...
Modern Love IV: All Other Joys of Life
... Whom self-caged Passion, from its prison-bars, ...
Modern Love IX: He Felt the Wild Beast
... ' And uttering that soft starry 'you,' she leaned ...
Modern Love V: A Message from Her
... Called to him, 'Come!'--In his restraining start, ...
Modern Love VI: It Chanced His Lips Did Meet
... Behold me striking the world's coward stroke! ...
Modern Love VII: She Issues Radiant
... That long-shanked dapper Cupid with frisked curls ...
Modern Love VIII: Yet It Was Plain She Struggled
... But, no: we are two reed-pipes, coarsely stopped: ...
Modern Love X: But Where Began the Change
... Prepare, You lovers, to know Love a thing of moods: ...
Modern Love XI: Out in the Yellow Meadows
... for now, As then, the larks from running rings pour showers: ...
Modern Love XII: Not Solely That the Future
... And heaven's high-prompting: not that the world is flat ...
