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

 

Poetry by subject

Some external links:

The Bat’s Own Poetry Cave 

Talking Writing Monster.

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).

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