Poems by Robert Seymour Bridges
A Passer-by
... Nor is aught from the foaming reef to the snow-capp'd grandest ...
Absence
... Which when I question'd of, 'O now thou art come,' she cried, ...
Awake, My Heart
... Awake, to be loved, my heart, awake, awake!Awake! The land is scattered with light, and see, ...
From 'The Testament of Beauty'
... as when the small bats, issued from their hangings, flitter o'erhead ...
I Will Not Let Thee Go
... If thy words' breath could scare thy deeds, ...
In autumn moonlight, when the white air wan
... With flowers and sunshine of spring's sure returning ...
Lord Kitchner
... And she herself had trust in none but thee: Among Herculean deeds the miracle ...
Low Barometer
... The shrilling of a troubled soul,That wanders till the dawn has crossed ...
Melancholia
... Not love or beauty or youth from earth is fled: ...
My Delight and Thy Delight
... Gay is life, and sweet is breath: This he taught us, this we knew, ...
Nightingales
... Bloom the year long! Nay, barren are those mountains and spent the streams: ...
Nimium Fortunatus
... Or death - were it death - ...
On a Dead Child
... And the things we have seen and have known and have heard of, fail us ...
Pater Filio
... O'er the wilderness defiling! Why such beauty, to be blighted ...
So sweet love seemed that April morn
... His little spring, that sweet we found, ...
