A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
‘T is eight miles out and eight miles in,
Just at the break of morn.
‘T is ice without and flame within,
To gain a kiss at dawn!
Far, where the Lilac Hills arise
Soft from the misty plain,
A lone enchanted hollow lies
Where I at last drew rein.
Midwinter grips this lonely land,
This stony, treeless waste,
Where East, due East, across the sand,
We fly in fevered haste.
Pull up! the East will soon be red,
The wild duck westward fly,
And make above my anxious head,
Triangles in the sky.
Like wind we go; we both are still
So young; all thanks to Fate!
(It cuts like knives, this air so chill,)
Dear God! if I am late!
Behind us, wrapped in mist and sleep
The Ruined City lies,
(Although we race, we seem to creep!)
While lighter grow the skies.
Eight miles out only, eight miles in,
Good going all the way;
But more and more the clouds begin
To redden into day.
And every snow-tipped peak grows pink
An iridescent gem!
My heart beats quick, with joy, to think
How I am nearing them!
As mile on mile behind us falls,
Till, Oh, delight! I see
My Heart’s Desire, who softly calls
Across the gloom to me.
The utter joy of that First Love
No later love has given,
When, while the skies grew light above,
We entered into Heaven.
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- Sonnet 109: O, never say that I was false of heart by William Shakespeare
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- A Farewel To America to Mrs. S. W. by Phillis Wheatley
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- Bright Star, Would I Were Steadfast As Thou Art poem – John Keats poems
- Lincoln by Vachel Lindsay
- Fish in the Unruffled Lakes by W H Auden
- In The Depths Of Solitude by Tupac Shakur
- For the Union Dead by Robert Lowell
- Choriambics — I by Rupert Brooke
- Book Twelfth [Imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored ] by William Wordsworth
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- Guinevere poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Epitaph on John Dove, Innkeeper by Robert Burns
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Poems in English
- To Sea by Martin Zakovski
- To Dorothy by Marvin Bell
- The Dreadful Has Already Happened by Mark Strand
- The Dragon and The Unicorn by Mary Etta Metcalf
- They Thought Her Crazy by Mary Etta Metcalf
- These Green-Going-to-Yellow by Marvin Bell
- The Last Wolf by Mary TallMountain
- The Homeless Man by Mary TallMountain
- The Story Of Our Lives by Mark Strand
- Telescope by Mark R Slaughter
- The Self and the Mulberry by Marvin Bell
- Sunflowers by Martin Willitts Jr.
- The Room by Mark Strand
- Speaking the Language of Deer by Martin Willitts Jr.
- The River Has Its Memories by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Some Say by Mark Miller
- The River by Mark Olynyk
- So You Say by Mark Strand
- Slag by Mark Base
- The Remains by Mark Strand
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Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.