George Meredith

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

George Meredith Poems

281. Love In The Valley 1/3/2003
282. By Morning Twilight 4/14/2010
283. Modern Love Iii: This Was The Woman 1/3/2003
284. Dirge In Woods 1/3/2003
285. Love's Grave 1/4/2003
286. Modern Love V: A Message From Her 1/3/2003
287. Modern Love Xxvi: Love Ere He Bleeds 1/3/2003
288. Ask, Is Love Divine 4/14/2010
289. Modern Love L: Thus Piteously Love 1/3/2003
290. Antigone 4/14/2010
291. The Lark Ascending 4/15/2010
292. Angela Burdett-Coutts 4/14/2010
293. Modern Love I: By This He Knew She Wept 1/3/2003
294. Lucifer In Starlight 1/3/2003

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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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Dirge In Woods

A wind sways the pines,
And below
Not a breath of wild air;
Still as the mosses that glow
On the flooring and over the lines
Of the roots here and there.
The pine-tree drops its dead;
They are quiet, as under the sea.
Overhead, overhead

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