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Poems

By Richard Chenevix Trench: New ed

Trench, Richard Chenevix (1807-1886)

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THE STORY OF JUSTIN MARTYR.

THE MONK AND BIRD.

TO A CHILD PLAYING.

A WALK IN A CHURCHYARD.

TO MY GODCHILD,

TO AN INFANT SLEEPING.

ANTI-GNOSTICUS.

‘REJOICE EVERMORE.’

THE HERRING-FISHERS OF LOCHFYNE.

IN THE ISLE OF MULL.

AN EVENING IN FRANCE.

THE DESCENT OF THE RHONE.

ON THE PERSEUS AND MEDUSA

A VISIT TO TUSCULUM.

ON A PICTURE AT MADRID.

A LEGEND OF ALHAMBRA.

RECOLLECTIONS OF BURGOS.

A LEGEND OF TOLEDO.

AN INCIDENT VERSIFIED.

ON LEAVING ROME.

RETURNING HOME.

TO SILVIO PELLICO.

TASSO'S DUNGEON, FERRARA.

AT BRUNECKEN, IN THE TYROL.

TO THE TYROLESE.

A RECOLLECTION OF THE TYROL.

TO A LADY SINGING.

[Not Thou from us, O Lord, but we]

THE ISLAND OF MADEIRA.

TO NICHOLAS, EMPEROR OF RUSSIA.

THE CONSTITUTIONAL EXILES OF 1823.

THE SPIRIT OF BEAUTY.

THE HEALING OF THE WATERS.

THE KINGDOM OF GOD.

[Some murmur, when their sky is clear]

ON AN EARLY DEATH.

TO THE EVENING STAR.

A CENTURY OF COUPLETS.

XERXES AT THE HELLESPONT.

CHARLES V. BEFORE THE CONVENT OF YUSTE, 1556.

TO A ROBIN REDBREAST,

NEW YEAR'S EVE.

ON THE CONSECRATION OF A NEW CHURCHYARD.

THE TEMPTATION.

ST. CHRYSOSTOM.

[Lord, weary of a painful way]

[Weep not for broad lands lost]

[This did not once so trouble me]

[Lord, many times I am aweary quite]

[If that in sight of God is great]

THE DAY OF DEATH.

THE LAW OF LOVE.

[A genial moment oft has given]

[If there had anywhere appeared in space]

‘DUST TO DUST.’

FROM THE GREEK ANTHOLOGY.

A PASSAGE FROM ST. AUGUSTINE.

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THE FALCON.

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FROM THE PERSIAN.

High didst thou once in honour stand,
The falcon on a Monarch's hand:

Thine eye, unhooded and unseeled,
All depths of being pierced and scanned:

All worlds of space from end to end
Thy never-wearied pinion spanned.

O falcon of the higher heaven,
Entangled in an earthly band,

While all too eagerly thy prey
Pursuing in a lower land,

In hope abide;—thy Monarch yet
For thy release shall give command,

And bid thee to resume again
Thy place upon thy Monarch's hand.