John William Inchbold

(1830-1888 / England)

John William Inchbold Poems

1. Youth 10/13/2010
2. With Love Dead 10/13/2010
3. Time 10/13/2010
4. The Wreck 10/13/2010
5. The Violets 10/13/2010
6. The Unknown 10/13/2010
7. The Swallows 10/13/2010
8. The Sigh 10/13/2010
9. The Recluse 10/13/2010
10. The Lonely Life 10/13/2010
11. The Furnace 10/13/2010
12. The Eastern Love Song 10/13/2010
13. The Afterglow 10/13/2010
14. The Abbey 10/13/2010
15. Stratford-On-Avon 10/13/2010
16. Sin 10/13/2010
17. Sans Peur 10/13/2010
18. Persecution 10/13/2010
19. Passing Brightness 10/13/2010
20. One Dead 10/13/2010

Art

Mysterious force, as beautiful as strange,
And pure with beauty and with mystery,
Queen of the world in wide extent of range,
Through every motion of the sky and sea,
And the sweet mother of all joy, our Earth
Whether in moment of her snowy rest,
Or autumn eve, or summer noon, or birth
Of spring time o'er an Alpine mountain's crest,
To touch thy robe is life, but to receive

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