Robert Bridges White Poems
- 1. Spirits
Angel spirits of sleep,
White-robed, with silver hair,
In your meadows fair,
Where the willows weep,
... - 2. My Delight And Thy Delight
My delight and thy delight
Walking, like two angels white,
In the gardens of the night:
... - 3. A Passer-by
Whither, O splendid ship, thy white sails crowding,
Leaning across the bosom of the urgent West,
That fearest nor sea rising, nor sky clouding,
Whither away, fair rover, and what thy quest?
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