William Henry Giles Kingston Deep Poems

  • 1.
    I heard the trailing garments of the Night
    Sweep through her marble halls!
    I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light
    From the celestial walls!
    ...
  • 2.
    With what a glory comes and goes the year!
    The buds of spring, those beautiful harbingers
    Of sunny skies and cloudless times, enjoy
    Life's newness, and earth's garnitude spread out
    ...
  • 3.
    There is a quiet spirit in these woods,
    That dwells where'er the gentle south wind blows;
    Where, underneath the whitethorn, in the glade,
    The wild flowers bloom, or, kissing the soft air,
    ...
  • 4.
    When the hours of Day are numbered,
    And the voices of the Night
    Wake the better soul, that slumbered,
    To a holy, calm delight;
    ...
  • 5.
    When winter winds are piercing chill
    And through the hawthorn blows the gale,
    With solemn feet I tread the hill,
    That overbrows the lonely vale.
    ...
  • 6.
    Pleasant it was, when woods were green,
    And winds were soft and low,
    To lie amid some sylvan scene,
    Where, the long drooping boughs between,
    ...
  • 7.
    I have read, in some old marvellous tale,
    Some legend strange and vague,
    That a midnight host of spectres pale
    Beleaguered the walls of Prague.
    ...
Total 7 Deep Poems by William Henry Giles Kingston

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