George Meredith (12 February 1828 – 18 May 1909 / Portsmouth, England)
Poems of George Meredith
|41.||Continued - III||4/14/2010|
|43.||Dirge in Woods||1/3/2003|
|44.||Earth And Man||4/14/2010|
|45.||Earth And The Wedded Woman||4/14/2010|
|49.||England Before The Storm||4/14/2010|
|50.||Foresight And Patience||4/14/2010|
|54.||Gordon Of Khartoum||4/14/2010|
|55.||Grace And Love||4/14/2010|
|60.||Hymn To Colour||4/14/2010|
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.