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
- Sonnet 101: O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Британишский – Чай
- Вероника Тушнова – Молчание
- Жан де Лафонтен – Волк и Лисица на суде перед Обезьяной
- After An Epigram Of Clement Marot
- To Mrs. M. B. On Her Birthday poem – Alexander Pope
- Sonnet # 2 by Luis A. Estable
- The Last Bargain by Rabindranath Tagore
- Purgatory by Maxine Kumin
- I Dream I M The Death Of Orpheus
- Countrywomen by Katherine Mansfield
- Life Brings Me to this Journey. by Stephen Sweitzer
- The Gardener XXIV: Do Not Keep to Yourself by Rabindranath Tagore
- The Huntsmen by Walter de la Mare
- Statistic by Shivam Pandya
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).
