George Meredith

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

George Meredith Poems

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

Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward,
Couched with her arms behind her golden head,
Knees and tresses folded to slip and ripple idly,
Lies my young love sleeping in the shade.
Had I the heart to slide an arm beneath her,
Press her parting lips as her waist I gather slow,
Waking in amazement she could not but embrace me:
Then would she hold me and never let me go?

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