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William Morris

William Morris

William Morris (1834–1896) was an English poet, artist, and socialist reformer associated with the Pre-Raphaelites and the Arts and Crafts movement. His epic poems "The…

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"Fair now is the springtide, now earth lies beholding     With the eyes of a lover, the face of the sun;     Long lasteth the daylight, and hope"

"The Youths.     O Winter, O white winter, wert thou gone     No more within the wilds were I alone     Leaping with bent bow over stock and st"

"At Deildar-Tongue in the autumn-tide,     So many times over comes summer again,     Stood Odd of Tongue his door beside.     What healing in s"

"There was a lord that hight Maltete,     Among great lords he was right great,     On poor folk trod he like the dirt,     None but God might d"

"Across the empty garden-beds,         When the Sword went out to sea,     I scarcely saw my sisters' heads         Bowed each beside a tree."

"I know a little garden-close,     Set thick with lily and red rose,     Where I would wander if I might     From dewy morn to dewy night,"

"It is the longest night in all the year,         Near on the day when the Lord Christ was born;     Six hours ago I came and sat down here,"

"Ho! is there any will ride with me,                 Sir Giles, le bon des barrires?     The clink of arms is good to hear,     The flap o"

"Gold on her head, and gold on her feet,     And gold where the hems of her kirtle meet,     And a golden girdle round my sweet;             Ah!"

"Ah! no, no, it is nothing, surely nothing at all,     Only the wild-going wind round by the garden-wall,     For the dawn just now is breaking,"

"Silk Embroidery.     Lo silken my garden,     and silken my sky,     And silken my apple-boughs     hanging on high;     All wrought by the"

"Day.     I am Day; I bring again     Life and glory, Love and pain:     Awake, arise! from death to death     Through me the World's tale qui"

"It was Goldilocks woke up in the morn     At the first of the shearing of the corn.     There stood his mother on the hearth     And of new-le"

"It was the fair knight Aagen     To an isle he went his way,     And plighted troth to Else,     Who was so fair a may.     He plighted troth"

"In an English Castle in Poictou.     Sir Peter Harpdon, a Gascon knight in the English service, and John Curzon, his lieutenant."

"Oak.     I am the Roof-tree and the Keel;     I bridge the seas for woe and weal.     Fir.     High o'er the lordly oak I stand,     And d"

"It was a knight of the southern land     Rode forth upon the way     When the birds sang sweet on either hand     About the middle of the May."

"Thick rise the spear-shafts o'er the land     That erst the harvest bore;     The sword is heavy in the hand,     And we return no more.     T"

"And if you meet the Canon of Chimay,         As going to Ortaise you well may do,     Greet him from John of Castel Neuf, and say         All t"

"Saith man to man, We've heard and known          That we no master need     To live upon this earth, our own,          In fair and manly deed."

"There were four of us about that bed;         The mass-priest knelt at the side,     I and his mother stood at the head,         Over his feet"

"Strong are thine arms, O love, & strong     Thine heart to live, and love, and long;     But thou art wed to grief and wrong:     Live, then, a"

"Spring went about the woods to-day,     The soft-foot winter-thief,     And found where idle sorrow lay     'Twixt flower and faded leaf."

"THE REAPERS.     So many reapers, Father John,     So many reapers and no little son,     To meet you when the day is done,     W"

"The Beasts that be     In wood and waste,     Now sit and see,     Nor ride nor haste."

"King Hafbur & King Siward     They needs must stir up strife,     All about the sweetling Signy     Who was so fair a wife.     O wilt thou wi"

"Shall we wake one morn of spring,     Glad at heart of everything,     Yet pensive with the thought of eve?     Then the white house shall we l"

"Had she come all the way for this,     To part at last without a kiss?     Yea, had she borne the dirt and rain     That her own eyes might see"

"Puellae.     Whence comest thou, and whither goest thou?     Abide! abide! longer the shadows grow;     What hopest thou the dark to thee will"

"When the boughs of the garden hang heavy with rain     And the blackbird reneweth his song,     And the thunder departing yet rolleth again,"

"There met three knights on the woodland way,     And the first was clad in silk array:     The second was dight in iron and steel,     But the"

"Pear-tree.     By woodman's edge I faint and fail;     By craftsman's edge I tell the tale.     Chestnut-tree.     High in the wood, high o"

"Upon an eve I sat me down and wept,     Because the world to me seemed nowise good;     Still autumn was it, & the meadows slept,     The misty"

"There was a lady lived in a hall,     Large of her eyes, and slim and tall;     And ever she sung from noon to noon,     Two red roses across t"

"Winter in the world it is,     Round about the unhoped kiss     Whose dream I long have sorrowed o'er;     Round about the longing sore,     T"

"How the wind howls this morn     About the end of May,     And drives June on apace     To mock the world forlorn     And the world's joy pass"

"SIR OZANA LE CURE HARDY. SIR GALAHAD. SIR BORS DE GANYS.                 SIR OZANA.     All day long and every day,     From Christmas-Eve to"

"My lady seems of ivory     Forehead, straight nose, and cheeks that be     Hollow'd a little mournfully.                 Beata mea Domina!"

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