Thomas Edward Brown Sweet Poems

  • 1.
    "Lie there," I said, "my Sorrow! lie thou there!
    And I will drink the lissome air,
    And see if yet the heavens have gained their blue."
    Then rose my Sorrow as an aged man,
    ...
  • 2.
    The stream is very sweet
    To-day . . . Just see the swallow dart!
    How fleet!
    It sent a shiver to my heart.
    ...
  • 3.
    Why do I make so much of Aber Fall?
    Four years ago
    My little boy was with me here,
    That's all,
    ...
  • 4.
    Old John, if I could sit with you a day
    At Abram's feet upon the asphodel,
    There, while the grand old patriarch dreamed away,
    To you my life's whole progress I would tell;
    ...
  • 5.
    As I was carving images from clouds,
    And tinting them with soft ethereal dyes
    Pressed from the pulp of dreams, one comes, and cries:--
    "Forbear!" and all my heaven with gloom enshrouds.
    ...
  • 6.
    O blackbird, what a boy you are!
    How you do go it!
    Blowing your bugle to that one sweet star -
    How you do blow it!
    ...
  • 7.
    I know รข??tis but a loom of land,
    Yet is it land, and so I will rejoice,
    I know I cannot hear His voice
    Upon the shore, nor see Him stand;
    ...
  • 8.
    Sweet breeze that sett'st the summer birds a swaying,
    Dear lambs amid the primrose meadows playing
    Let me not think!
    O floods, upon whose brink
    ...
  • 9.
    High stretched upon the swinging yard,
    I gather in the sheet;
    But it is hard
    And stiff, and one cries haste.
    ...
Total 9 Sweet Poems by Thomas Edward Brown

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