Poesy Quotes
Poesy Quote of the day
O' melancholy, hectic chill for human soul, herewith dismal presence, any spirit does descent.
The early dew-falls that did a pristine coating, over the woods with its finest transparency, glazed as like its wet white-glassy earrings that hung on the ears of wild flowers—unlatched my fancy.
Ha! spring arrived on her sweet scented palanquin, carried by the spirited Zephyrus and his coir with their murmuring music undulated in its own softness and fondled the leaves to astir.
Over-mastered by some thoughts, I yeelded an inckie tribute unto them.
Yet should there hover in their restless headsOne thought, one grace, one wonder at the least, Which into words no virtue can digest.