Author: Matthew Arnold

‘Twas August, and the fierce sun overhead Smote on the squalid streets of Bethnal Green, And the pale weaver, through […]

Others abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask-thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest […]

And the first grey of morning fill’d the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all […]

We were apart; yet, day by day, I bade my heart more constant be. I bade it keep the world […]

Who prop, thou ask’st in these bad days, my mind? He much, the old man, who, clearest-souled of men, Saw […]

As the kindling glances, Queen-like and clear, Which the bright moon lances From her tranquil sphere At the sleepless waters […]

‘Tis death! and peace, indeed, is here, And ease from shame, and rest from fear. There’s nothing can dismarble now […]

Mist clogs the sunshine. Smoky dwarf houses Hem me round everywhere; A vague dejection Weighs down my soul. Yet, while […]

Come to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again! For so the night will […]

Glion? Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but […]

‘Not by the justice that my father spurn’d, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples […]

And you, ye stars, Who slowly begin to marshal, As of old, in the fields of heaven, Your distant, melancholy […]

In this lone, open glade I lie, Screen’d by deep boughs on either hand; And at its end, to stay […]

1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying […]

Creep into thy narrow bed, Creep, and let no more be said! Vain thy onset! all stands fast. Thou thyself […]

I ask not that my bed of death From bands of greedy heirs be free; For these besiege the latest […]

One lesson, Nature, let me learn of thee, One lesson which in every wind is blown, One lesson of two […]

IS it so small a thing To have enjoy’d the sun, To have lived light in the spring, To have […]