George Meredith

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

George Meredith Poems

41. The Star Sirius 4/15/2010
42. Young Reynard 4/15/2010
43. Woodland Peace 4/15/2010
44. Meditation Under Stars 4/14/2010
45. Song (Untitled #11) 4/15/2010
46. Song (Untitled #2) 4/15/2010
47. To The Comic Spirit 4/15/2010
48. To Children: For Tyrants 4/15/2010
49. To J. M. 4/15/2010
50. Twilight Music 4/15/2010
51. When I Would Imagine 4/15/2010
52. Shemselnihar 4/15/2010
53. Sense And Spirit 4/15/2010
54. Unknown Fair Faces 4/15/2010
55. Jump-To-Glory Jane 4/14/2010
56. Hypnos On Ida 4/14/2010
57. France--December 1870 4/14/2010
58. Grandfather Bridgeman 4/14/2010
59. King Harald's Trance 4/14/2010
60. London By Lamplight 4/14/2010
61. Song (Untitled #4) 4/15/2010
62. Song (Untitled #8) 4/15/2010
63. Song (Untitled #9) 4/15/2010
64. Song--Autumn 4/15/2010
65. Song (Untitled #10) 4/15/2010
66. Song (Untitled #12) 4/15/2010
67. Lines To A Friend Visiting America 4/14/2010
68. Foresight And Patience 4/14/2010
69. J. C. M. 4/14/2010
70. Trafalgar Day 4/15/2010
71. Solon 4/15/2010
72. Hard Weather 4/14/2010
73. Hawarden 4/14/2010
74. Hernani 4/14/2010
75. Beauty Rothraut (From Moricke) 4/14/2010
76. Change In Recurrence 4/14/2010
77. Chillanwallah 4/14/2010
78. Society 4/15/2010
79. Violets 4/15/2010
80. Woodman And Echo 4/15/2010

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Best Poem of George Meredith

The Lark Ascending

He rises and begins to round,
He drops the silver chain of sound
Of many links without a break,
In chirrup, whistle, slur and shake,
All intervolv’d and spreading wide,
Like water-dimples down a tide
Where ripple ripple overcurls
And eddy into eddy whirls;
A press of hurried notes that run
So fleet they scarce are more than one,
Yet changingly the trills repeat
And linger ringing while they fleet,
Sweet to the quick o’ the ear, and dear
To her beyond the handmaid ear,
Who sits beside our inner springs,
Too often dry for this he brings,
Which ...

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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

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