Author: George Meredith

Full faith I have she holds that rarest gift To beauty, Common Sense. To see her lie With her fair […]

‘In Paris, at the Louvre, there have I seen The sumptuously-feathered angel pierce Prone Lucifer, descending. Looked he fierce, Showing […]

He felt the wild beast in him betweenwhiles So masterfully rude, that he would grieve To see the helpless delicate […]

Their sense is with their senses all mixed in, Destroyed by subleties these women are! More brain, O Lord, more […]

Yet it was plain she struggled, and that salt Of righteous feeling made her pitiful. Poor twisting worm, so queenly […]

Love ere he bleeds, an eagle in high skies, Has earth beneath his wings: from reddened eve He views the […]

Distraction is the panacea, Sir! I hear my oracle of Medicine say. Doctor! that same specific yesterday I tried, and […]

The misery is greater, as I live! To know her flesh so pure, so keen her sense, That she does […]

Madam would speak with me. So, now it comes: The Deluge or else Fire! She’s well, she thanks My husbandship. […]

Mark where the pressing wind shoots javelin-like, Its skeleton shadow on the broad-backed wave! Here is a fitting spot to […]

She issues radiant from her dressing-room, Like one prepared to scale an upper sphere: By stirring up a lower, much […]

Along the garden terrace, under which A purple valley (lighted at its edge By smoky torch-flame on the long cloud-ledge […]

‘I play for Seasons; not Eternities!’ Says Nature, laughing on her way. ‘So must All those whose stake is nothing […]

They have no song, the sedges dry, And still they sing. It is within my breast they sing, As I […]

This golden head has wit in it. I live Again, and a far higher life, near her. Some women like […]

A wind sways the pines, And below Not a breath of wild air; Still as the mosses that glow On […]

Here Jack and Tom are paired with Moll and Meg. Curved open to the river-reach is seen A country merry-making […]

I am not of those miserable males Who sniff at vice and, daring not to snap, Do therefore hope for […]

In our old shipwrecked days there was an hour, When in the firelight steadily aglow, Joined slackly, we beheld the […]

All other joys of life he strove to warm, And magnify, and catch them to his lip: But they had […]