Poems — Volume 2

Name: Poems — Volume 2
Author: George Meredith

by George Meredith

Pages: about 161
Category: Literature & Fiction
Language: English
Reading time: 3 h at 250 wpm

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Strike not thy dog with a stick! Poems and Lyrics of the Joy of Earth THE WOODS OF WESTERMAIN, 33
Last night returning from my twilight walk THE DAY OF THE DAUGHTER OF HADES, 49
With love exceeding a simple love of the things LOVE IN THE VALLEY, 80
Under yonder beech-tree single on the greensward, THE THREE SINGERS TO YOUNG BLOOD, 88
On her great venture, Man, A BALLAD OF FAIR LADIES IN REVOLT, 100
See the sweet women, friend, that lean beneath Ballads and poems of Tragic Life THE TWO MASKS, 115
Melpomene among her livid people, ARCHDUCHESS ANNE, 116 I. In middle age an evil thing II. Archduchess Anne sat carved in frost III. Old Kraken read a missive penned THE SONG OF THEODOLINDA, 133
Ladies who in chains of wedlock THE YOUNG PRINCESS, 144 I. When the South sang like a nightingale II. The lords of the Court they sighed heart-sick, III. Lord Dusiote sprang from priest and squire; IV. The soft night-wind went laden to death KING HARALD’S TRANCE, 154
At the coming up of Phoebus the all-luminous charioteer, A Reading of Earth SEED-TIME, 209
Day of the cloud in fleets! O day THE THRUSH IN FEBRUARY, 220
The shepherd, with his eye on hazy South, MOTHER TO BABE, 234
When we have thrown off this old suit, OUTER AND INNER, 237
With Life and Death I walked when Love appeared, MEDITATION UNDER STARS, 265
What links are ours with orbs that are WOODMAN AND ECHO, 268
LET Fate or Insufficiency provide Mean ends for men who what they are would be: Penned in their narrow day no change they see Save one which strikes the blow to brutes and pride. Our faith is ours and comes not on a tide: And whether Earth’s great offspring, by decree, Must rot if they abjure rapacity, Not argument but effort shall decide. They number many heads in that hard flock: Trim swordsmen they push forth: yet try thy steel.

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