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Resurrection Alice Guerin Crist	All rank on rank the tall white lillies stood, The graceful palms against the rose-flushed sky Showed gemmed with dew-drops, and red poppies glowe...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Resurrection Sidney Lanier	Sometimes in morning sunlights by the river Where in the early fall long grasses wave, Light winds from over the moorland sink and shiver And sig...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Resurrection Alfred Noyes	Once more I hear the everlasting sea Breathing beneath the mountain's fragrant breast, Come unto Me, come unto Me, And I will give you rest. We ha...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Resurrection Katharine Tynan	Now the golden daffodil Lifts from earth his shining head That was lately frozen still In the gardens of the dead. Sing to the Lord a new song! ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Better Resurrection Christina Georgina Rossetti	I have no wit, no words, no tears; My heart within me like a stone Is numbed too much for hopes or fears. Look right, look left, I dwell alone; I l...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dream Of Resurrection Dinah Maria Mulock Craik	SO heavenly beautiful it lay, It was less like a human corse Than that fair shape in which perforce A lost hope clothes itself alway. The drea...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Vision Of Resurrection Ambrose Bierce	I had a dream. The habitable earth Its continents and islands, all were bare Of cities and of forests. Naught remained Of its old aspect, and I onl...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Engulfed Resurrection Vladislav Martynovitch	Engulfed Resurrection Engulfed by Enjoyment – Intrinsical Value – In Evergreen showing What was long so paling, You dance and with cruel Rejoici...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet I Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	Oh! woe is me for beauty idly blown! And woe for passionate youth and joys that wait! And woe for foolish love that is undone By woman's fear, and ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet II Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	'Twas thus with my Natalia, suppliant soul, Who loved young Adrian to her heart's despite, And loved him dearly, yet could not cajole Her fears of ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet III Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	Matron was she of a great Roman house, And wed in youth to one she might not love; Her birth, her fortune, her name luminous, Such as all noblest v...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet IV Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	But Adrian, who was young and all athirst For human joy, and turbulent and strong, Grew discontent with her despairs and curst, Nor spared he her t...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet IX Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	Thus Adrian learned it. And behold, his heart, Which he had hardened against all dismay, And wrapped up secretly and laid apart As something which ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet V Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	Until it happened, as such things will be, That she, who had a proud man for her spouse None the less loving that unloved was he, Must bear a child...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet VI Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	So he departed angry and in haste, A bitter wanderer on the ways of life: He cared not whither so he found a feast Spread for his hunger which shou...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet VII Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	But where he fared and how, it matters not. He and his mourning ere a month had run Were out of mind with all and clean forgot, Kinsman and friend ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet VIII Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	And so it was that, sitting ever thus Dumb to all speech of those that knew her woe And bare with her sole sorrow in the house, And ever watching w...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet X Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	But with full daylight finding no relief, Though he had spent the newness of his fears And looked with altered eyes upon his grief, For sorrow ofte...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet XI Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	So in his agony at noon he came, On the third day, to where without the walls Stood San Lorenzo with its front of flame, Where mourners wait the ac...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet XII Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	He slept as only under the free heaven It is given to sleep, a slumber shadowless As the broad river to whose banks at even That spirit comes which...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet XIII Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	A heritage for ever. Such a sleep Came upon Adrian and such a dream, As in the shade he lay a weary heap. For, while he rested, still it seemed to ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet XIX Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	And still the music sounded near and near, Loud and more loud on Adrian's nuptial way, Preluding soft, as 'twere a dulcimer, But gathering strength...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet XV Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	Anon, ere yet his pleasure was aware Of other presence with him in that place, A growing murmur in the jubilant air, With hum of voices gathering a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet XVI Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	Among the rest ('twas thus his dream went on While Adrian slept) in more than courteous mood And smiling welcome, fairer scarce was none, That nobl...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet XVII Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	Nor yet in vain. For to him through the rout Behold, 'mid herald whispers of her name And laughing eyes and welcome hands held out, Natalia's self ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)

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