Robert Seymour Bridges

(1844 - 1930 / England)

Robert Seymour Bridges Poems

1. A Passer-By 1/3/2003
2. Absence 1/3/2003
3. Awake, My Heart 1/3/2003
4. Elegy 2/11/2015
5. Elegy On A Lady, Whom Grief For The Death Of Her Betrothed Killed 4/17/2010
6. Emily Bronte 4/17/2010
7. Eros 4/17/2010
8. For Beauty Being The Best Of All We Know 4/17/2010
9. Fortunatus Nimium 4/17/2010
10. From 'The Testament Of Beauty' 1/1/2004
11. I Have Loved Flowers That Fade 4/17/2010
12. I Love All Beauteous Things 4/17/2010
13. I Shall Never Love The Snow Again 4/17/2010
14. I Will Not Let Thee Go 1/3/2003
15. In Autumn Moonlight, When The White Air Wan 1/3/2003
16. London Snow 4/17/2010
17. Lord Kitchner 1/3/2003
18. Low Barometer 1/3/2003
19. Melancholia 1/1/2004
20. My Delight And Thy Delight 1/3/2003
21. Nightingales 1/3/2003
22. Nimium Fortunatus 1/3/2003
23. Noel: Christmas Eve 1913 12/15/2014
24. North Wind In October 4/17/2010
25. On A Dead Child 1/3/2003
26. Pater Filio 1/3/2003
27. So Sweet Love Seemed That April Morn 1/3/2003
28. Spirits 1/3/2003
29. Spring Goeth All In White 4/17/2010
30. The Affliction Of Richard 4/17/2010
31. The Evening Darkens Over 4/17/2010
32. The Growth Of Love 1/1/2004
33. The Hill Pines Were Sighing 4/17/2010
34. There Is A Hill 4/17/2010
35. To Catullus 4/17/2010
36. To Joseph Joachim 1/1/2004
37. To The President Of Magdalen College, Oxford 1/1/2004
38. To The United States Of America 1/3/2003
39. To Thos. Floyd 1/1/2004
40. When Death To Either Shall Come 1/3/2003

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I Will Not Let Thee Go

I will not let thee go.
Ends all our month-long love in this?
Can it be summed up so,
Quit in a single kiss?
I will not let thee go.

I will not let thee go.
If thy words' breath could scare thy deeds,
As the soft south can blow
And toss the feathered seeds,
Then might I let thee go.

I will not let thee go.
Had not the great sun seen, I might;
Or were he reckoned slow
To bring the false to light,
Then might I let thee go.

I will not let thee go.
The stars that crowd the summer skies
Have watched us so below
With all their million...

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The Growth Of Love

They that in play can do the thing they would,
Having an instinct throned in reason's place,
--And every perfect action hath the grace
Of indolence or thoughtless hardihood--
These are the best: yet be there workmen good
Who lose in earnestness control of face,
Or reckon means, and rapt in effort base
Reach to their end by steps well understood.

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