Quotes from New Poems — Edmund Gosse
d. 1928 England
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The enchanted silence of the hours of dew.
New Poems (1879)
Sophocles, the poet loved and feared,
Whose mighty voice once called out of her lair
The Dorian muse severe, with braided hair,
Who loved the thyrsus and wild dances weird.
New Poems (1879)
In fair Provence, the land of lute and rose,
Arnaut, great master of the lore of love,
First wrought sestines to win his lady’s heart.
New Poems (1879)
Ah! sovereign Love, forgive this weaker rhyme!
The men of old who sang were great at heart,
Yet have we too known woe, and worn thy rose.
New Poems (1879)