George Meredith

(12 February 1828 – 18 May 1909 / Portsmouth, England)

George Meredith Poems

1. A Ballad Of Fair Ladies In Revolt 4/14/2010
2. A Ballad Of Past Meridian 4/14/2010
3. A Certain People 4/14/2010
4. A Faith On Trial 4/14/2010
5. A Garden Idyl 4/14/2010
6. A Later Alexandrian 4/14/2010
7. A Preaching From A Spanish Ballad 4/14/2010
8. A Reading Of Life--The Test Of Manhood 4/14/2010
9. A Reading Of Life--The Vital Choice 4/14/2010
10. A Reading Of Life--With The Huntress 4/14/2010
11. A Reading Of Life--With The Persuader 4/14/2010
12. A Roar Through The Tall Twin Elm-Trees 4/14/2010
13. A Stave Of Roving Tim 4/14/2010
14. Agamemnon In The Fight 4/14/2010
15. Alsace-Lorraine 4/14/2010
16. Alternation 4/14/2010
17. An Orson Of The Muse 4/14/2010
18. Aneurin's Harp 4/14/2010
19. Angela Burdett-Coutts 4/14/2010
20. Angelic Love 4/14/2010
21. Antigone 4/14/2010
22. Appreciation 4/14/2010
23. Archduchess Anne 4/14/2010
24. Ask, Is Love Divine 4/14/2010
25. At The Close 4/14/2010
26. At The Funeral 4/14/2010
27. Atkins 4/14/2010
28. Autumn Even-Song 4/14/2010
29. Beauty Rothraut (From Moricke) 4/14/2010
30. Bellerophon 4/14/2010
31. Breath Of The Briar 4/14/2010
32. By Morning Twilight 4/14/2010
33. By The Rosanna--To F.M. Stanzer Thal, Tyrol 4/14/2010
34. Camelus Saltat 4/14/2010
35. Cassandra 4/14/2010
36. Change In Recurrence 4/14/2010
37. Chillanwallah 4/14/2010
38. Clash In Arms Of The Achaians And Trojans 4/14/2010
39. Continued 4/14/2010
40. Continued - Ii 4/14/2010
Best Poem of George Meredith

Lucifer In Starlight

On a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose.
Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend
Above the rolling ball in cloud part screened,
Where sinners hugged their spectre of repose.
Poor prey to his hot fit of pride were those.
And now upon his western wing he leaned,
Now his huge bulk o'er Afric's sands careened,
Now the black planet shadowed Arctic snows.
Soaring through wider zones that pricked his scars
With memory of the old revolt from Awe,
He reached a middle height, and at the stars,
Which are the brain of heaven, he looked, and sank.
Around the ancient ...

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Juggling Jerry

Pitch here the tent, while the old horse grazes:
By the old hedge-side we'll halt a stage.
It's nigh my last above the daisies:
My next leaf'll be man's blank page.
Yes, my old girl! and it's no use crying:
Juggler, constable, king, must bow.
One that outjuggles all's been spying
Long to have me, and he has me now.

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