Author: George Meredith

My Lady unto Madam makes her bow. The charm of women is, that even while You’re probed by them for […]

This was the woman; what now of the man? But pass him. If he comes beneath a heel, He shall […]

It ended, and the morrow brought the task. Her eyes were guilty gates, that let him in By shutting all […]

We three are on the cedar-shadowed lawn; My friend being third. He who at love once laughed, Is in the […]

It is no vulgar nature I have wived. Secretive, sensitive, she takes a wound Deep to her soul, as if […]

Thus piteously Love closed what he begat: The union of this ever-diverse pair! These two were rapid falcons in a […]

They say, that Pity in Love’s service dwells, A porter at the rosy temple’s gate. I missed him going: but […]

Give to imagination some pure light In human form to fix it, or you shame The devils with that hideous […]

Out in the yellow meadows, where the bee Hums by us with the honey of the Spring, And showers of […]

How many a thing which we cast to the ground, When others pick it up becomes a gem! We grasp […]

On a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose. Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend Above the rolling ball in […]

Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, Couched with her arms behind her golden head, Knees and tresses folded to […]

What are we first? First, animals; and next Intelligences at a leap; on whom Pale lies the distant shadow of […]

What soul would bargain for a cure that brings Contempt the nobler agony to kill? Rather let me bear on […]

I must be flattered. The imperious Desire speaks out. Lady, I am content To play with you the game of […]