Author: Matthew Arnold

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 […]