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Laurella and other poems

by John Todhunter
Todhunter, John (1839-1916)

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I.—TALES.
  
LAURELLA.
  
THE DAUGHTER OF HIPPOCRATES.
  
THE LOST VIOLIN-THEME.
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II.—MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.
  
SPRING SONG.
  
MADRIGAL.
  
CÄCILCHEN AT THE PIANO.
  
HYMN FOR A MAY MORNING.
  
SONG.
  
A SUMMER NIGHT.
  
HERTHA.
  
THISTLEDOWN.
  
SONG.
  
IN AUGUST.
  
IN A GONDOLA.
  
A FRUIT PIECE.
  
A SKETCH FROM NATURE.
  
IN SEPTEMBER.
  
ROMAUNT OF THE MYRTLE.
  
CHORALE.
  
ANASTASIS.
  
THE WASTE OF NATURE.
  
THE CHRIST-CHILD.
  
ODE TO DYSPEPSIA.
  
THE SEXTON'S DAUGHTER.
  
HOW IT STRIKES THE CULTURE PHILOSOPHER.
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III.—THE MYSTIC.
  
A VISION OF DEATH.
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A SONG OF EXPERIENCE.
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I.—VITA NUOVA.
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II.—DEATH IN LIFE.
  
LOST.
  
FOUND.
  
A SONG OF REMORSE.
  
THE BOTTOMLESS PIT.
  
A SONG OF SUSTAINMENT.
  
THERE SHALL COME FALSE CHRISTS.
  
PARADISE LOST.
  
PARADISE FOUND.
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A SONG OF SECRETS.
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IV.—SONNETS.
  
TO MENDELSSOHN.
  
THE FIRST SPRING DAY.
  
BEETHOVEN.
  
ROSAMUND'S BOWER.
  
A JUNE DAY.
  
AT LLANBERIS.
  
IN THE LOUVRE.
  
IN THE HASLI-THAL.
  
PSYCHE PAIDOTROPHE.
  
A DAIGNTIE-CONSEATED SONNET.
  
NESSUN MAGGIOR' DOLORE!
  
LOVE'S FLIGHT.
  
LOVE'S LITURGY.
  
MERLIN IN THE TOILS.
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V.—PRIMITIÆ.
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SCENES FROM THE MASQUE OF PSYCHE.
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PART FIRST.
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PART SECOND.
  
MAY SUNSHINE.
  
A MIDSUMMER-NIGHT'S DREAM.
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A MOONLIGHT SONATA.
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I. ADAGIO.
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II. ALLEGRETTO.
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III. MINORE.
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IV. SCHERZO.
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V. ANDANTE TRANQUILLO.
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VI. ANDANTE CON MOTO.
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VII. ADAGIO MISTERIOSO.
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POESY; RHAPSODIA.
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SONG.

Hither, O love! Come hither
On pinions of young delight,
Ere the bloom of the morning wither,
While the dew lies bright;
The meadows their balm are breathing,
Day bends o'er the limpid lake,
All nature her beauties wreathing
For thy sweet sake!
O joy is the mate of morning,
And love is the child of light,
And youth is the time for scorning
The bonds of night!
Then come—while the world lies jaded,
The elves of the woodland wake,
And dawn keeps her fields unfaded
For thy sweet sake!
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