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Collected Poems: With Autobiographical and Critical Fragments

By Frederic W. H. Myers: Edited by his Wife Eveleen Myers
Myers, Frederic William Henry (1843-1901)

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STANZAS ON SHELLEY
  
TO TENNYSON
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EARLY POEMS
  
BELISARIUS
  
BELISARIUS
  
CENTENARY POEM
  
THE DEATH OF SOCRATES
  
THE PRINCE OF WALES AT THE TOMB OF WASHINGTON
  
THE DISTRESS IN LANCASHIRE
  
SAINT PAUL
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THE RENEWAL OF YOUTH AND OTHER POEMS
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PART I
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THE TRANSLATION OF FAITH
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I
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II
 III. 
III
  
SAINT JOHN THE BAPTIST
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AMMERGAU
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I
 II. 
II
  
THE IMPLICIT PROMISE OF IMMORTALITY
  
ON ART AS AN AIM IN LIFE
  
TWO SISTERS
  
SIMMENTHAL
  
ON AN INVALID
  
WOULD GOD IT WERE EVENING
  
WOULD GOD IT WERE MORNING
  
HIGH TIDE AT MIDNIGHT
  
ON A GRAVE AT GRINDELWALD
  
AFTER AN INTERVIEW
  
LOVE AND FAITH
  
A PRAYER
  
A LAST APPEAL
  
TENERIFFE
  
A LETTER FROM NEWPORT
  
EPITHALAMIUM
  
IN HENRY VII.'S CHAPEL, WESTMINSTER ABBEY
  
STANZAS ON MR. WATTS' COLLECTED WORKS
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PART II
  
THE PASSING OF YOUTH
  
SWEET SEVENTEEN
  
[Ah, no more questions, no more fears]
  
[Who to the grave child-eyes could teach]
  
ARETHUSA
  
AUF FLÜGELN DES GESANGES
  
UNSATISFACTORY
  
SATISFACTORY
  
[“Oh never kiss me; stand apart]
  
HESIONE
  
NORA
  
[Though words of ice be spoken]
  
PHYLLIS
  
[When summer even softly dies]
  
A CRY FROM THE STALLS
  
THE BALLERINA'S PROGRESS, OR THE POETRY OF MOTION
  
[I saw, I saw the lovely child]
  
CYDIPPE
  
LOVER'S SONG
  
ANTE DIEM
  
[Why should I strive to express it?]
  
PRE-EXISTENCE
  
A SONG
  
HONOUR
  
ELODIA
  
GABRIELLE
  
ÉCHOS DU TEMPS PASSÉ
  
THE RENEWAL OF YOUTH
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POEMS FROM “FRAGMENTS OF PROSE AND POETRY”
  
RETROSPECT
  
VENICE
  
[In dreams the heart is waking]
  
[O God, no proper place I see]
  
[Thro' what new world, this happy hour]
  
DVM MEMOR IPSE MEI
  
ODE TO NATURE
  
TO LADY MOUNT TEMPLE
  
ON A WINDOW IN DONINGTON CHURCH
  
IAMQVE VALE
  
SLEEP
  
FEROR INGENTI CIRCUMDATA NOCTE
  
FROM ALFRED DE MUSSET
  
[Oh, when thro' all the crowd she came]
  
[O waving veil of shade and sun!]
  
MADEIRA
  
“FAERY LANDS FORLORN”
  
SILVIA
  
TO ALICE'S PICTURE
  
[“Soul, that in some high world hast made]
  
GARDEN OF THE HESPERIDES
  
[When in late twilight slowly thou hast strayed]
  
[She wears her body like a veil]
  
[And all is over; and again I stand]
  
IN THE WOLSEY CHAPEL, WINDSOR
  
[O rock and torrent, lake and hill]
  
WIND, MOON, AND TIDES
  
SOLOMON
  
[And thou too knew'st her, friend! thy lot hath been]
  
A CHILD OF THE AGE
  
[What heart with waiting broken]
  
SUNRISE
  
[Oh stars in heaven that fade and flame]
  
[I wailed as one who scarce can be forgiven]
  
BRIGHTON
  
HAROLD AT TWO YEARS OLD
  
ASHRIDGE
  
[Not even in death thou diest; so strong to save]
  
[Let each alone with timely thought]
  
[Love, they said, is faint and dying]
  
FREDERIC TEMPLE
  
IMMORTALITY
  
PALLIDA MORTE FUTURA
  
FROM BRUTE TO MAN
  
A COSMIC HISTORY
  
A COSMIC OUTLOOK
  
TO THE QUEEN
  
THE SAINT
  
[I knew a man in early days]
  
[Oh fair and fleet with eager feet]
  
[O bear it, bear it, lonely heart]
  
[In that still home, while Tyne went murmuring by]
  
[Nay, would'st thou know her? let thine hid heart declare]
  
THE GENESIS OF A MISSIONARY
  
A WHITE WITCH
  
FINAL PERSEVERANCE
  
FRIENDSHIP AND HOPE
  
PRAYER
  
[O God, how many years ago]
  
[O that the sorrowful joy, that the fears and the tumult of loving]
  
[I am tired of all the years can give]

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[Why should I strive to express it?]

Why should I strive to express it?
What should I care?
Ye will not know nor confess it
How she was fair.
Fades the song ere I begin it,
Falters and dies:—
Ah! had you seen her a minute,—
Looked in her eyes!
When she and I shall be lying
Dust at your feet,
Hours such as these shall be flying,
Life be as sweet,—
Women as lovely hereafter,
Tender and wise,
Born with her bloom and her laughter,—
Not with her eyes!
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