When it forms the soul of purest liberty,
Which an aid that makes all my broad sense
Vivid and meet knowledge’s growing beauty
Mindful state where solemn music attunes.
From Tangled psyche playful fancies rise,
Worth as muse: that rolls in feeling curls,
From domain world that unseen memory gaze
And seeks my visions of direst impulse.
Hark! limitless are they thoughts,go they fairer
And vital so to consume the fire of harmony.
Ne’er a portion find his visions flatter ,
Number of scenes that glad and agony
While to pass the world I feel,to dwell in,
When no chasms that safe my varying dim views
The want,the e’er longing for nature’s inn,
Silent her breeze,that lulls my tiresome eyes,
Rapid the freedom mid flight,you neath.
Need you- I live,and leave a love for high,
On circle of passion’s dwell and breath,
As few men do,to trust his work till die.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Ballade Of Dead Ladies poem – Andrew Lang poems
- As I Watch’d the Ploughman Ploughing. by Walt Whitman
- The Wind At The Door by William Barnes
- Robert Burns: The Gowden Locks Of Anna:
- Forty Years Later by Martin Willitts, Jr
- Afternoon Rain in State Street poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Ghazal 314 by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Низами Гянджеви – Лишь с луной сравниться
- What Happened by Rudyard Kipling
- Вероника Тушнова – У каждого есть в жизни хоть одно,
- INTO THE LAIR by Satish Verma
- Night by William Morris
- Anti-Thelyphthora. A Tale In Verse by William Cowper
- Dirge for Two Veterans. by Walt Whitman
- Elegy on Stella by Robert Burns
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
