James Henry Leigh Hunt Head Poems

  • 1.
    It was the pleasant season yet,
    When the stones at cottage doors
    Dry quickly, while the roads are wet,
    After the silver showers.
    ...
  • 2.
    It lies before me there, and my own breath
    Stirs its thin outer threads, as though beside
    The living head I stood in honoured pride,
    Talking of lovely things that conquer death.
    ...
  • 3.
    It is a lofty feeling, yet a kind,
    Thus to be topped with leaves;--to have a sense
    Of honour-shaded thought,--an influence
    As from great nature's fingers, and be twined
    ...
  • 4.
    The moist and quiet morn was scarcely breaking.
    When Ariadne in her bower was waking;
    Her eyelids still were closing, and she heard
    But indistinctly yet a little bird.
    ...
  • 5.
    It is a lofty feeling, yet a kind,
    Thus to be topped with leaves; -- to have a sense
    Of honour-shaded thought,-- an influence
    As from great nature's fingers, and be twined
    ...
  • 6.
    boy;
    And balmy rest about thee
    Smooths off the day's annoy.
    I sit me down, and think
    ...
  • 7.
    Robin Hood's mother, these twelve years now,
    Has been gone from her earthly home;
    And Robin has paid, he scarce knew how,
    A sum for a noble tomb.
    ...
  • 8.
    One day there fell in great Benares' temple-court
    A wondrous plate of gold, whereon these words were writ;
    'To him who loveth best, a gift from Heaven.'
    Thereat.
    ...
  • 9.
    Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
    Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
    And saw, within the moonlight in his room,
    Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
    ...
Total 9 Head Poems by James Henry Leigh Hunt

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