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Fair calm and sacred rage - Lionel Johnson "The Age of a Dream"

Now lengthen your gray hours - Lionel Johnson "Ash Wednesday"

Before the time of flowers - Lionel Johnson "Ash Wednesday"

Nightingales hold the wood - Lionel Johnson "Bagley Wood"

Travel our tranquil skies - Lionel Johnson "Bells"

That clears the air for peace - Lionel Johnson "Bronte"

With lightnings on his brow - Lionel Johnson "Bronte"

The silent house of sleep - Lionel Johnson "Bronte"

What purple fields of tempest - Lionel Johnson "Bronte"

Hath sorrow more to weep? - Lionel Johnson "A Burden of Easter Vigil"

Hath pity more to say? - Lionel Johnson "A Burden of Easter Vigil"

Stars in their stations set - Lionel Johnson "By the Statue of King Charles at Charing Cross"

Fair and fatal king - Lionel Johnson "By the Statue of King Charles at Charing Cross"

Bare to the stars of doom - Lionel Johnson "By the Statue of King Charles at Charing Cross"

Never forgetful silence fall - Lionel Johnson "Celtic Speech"

Words kindred to the wind - Lionel Johnson "Celtic Speech"

The secret of fair souls - Lionel Johnson "The Classics"

Whom Virgil calms - Lionel Johnson "The Classics"

Whom Sophocles controls - Lionel Johnson "The Classics"

With majesties of doom - Lionel Johnson "The Classics"

Who dreams with Plato - Lionel Johnson "The Classics"

The last October peaches fall - Lionel Johnson "Comfort"

Helmed with the blessing of the morn - Lionel Johnson "The Coming of War"

Challenge death beyond denial - Lionel Johnson "The Coming of War"

The northern waters pitiless - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

Chivalries of air, unreconciled - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

Prophets here to any wistful heart - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

No art to welcome spirits - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

For the heart of sea and night - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

The wandering stars of midnight - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

While the clear stars shake - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

Delight to spice the tasteless years - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

Breathe words from the wave - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

Breathe words from the field - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

Light the valley of lone fears - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

Where Lethe glides against the sand - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

Break fire out of night - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

Wings to waft me higher - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

Dust-born, dustward led - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

The gracious Muses turn to Furies - Lionel Johnson "The Dark Angel"

Within the breath of autumn woods - Lionel Johnson "The Dark Angel"

The steely soul of ice - Lionel Johnson "The Dark Angel"

Apples of ashes, golden bright - Lionel Johnson "The Dark Angel"

A change to drifting dust - Lionel Johnson "The Dark Angel"

In hunger of the heart - Lionel Johnson "Desideria"

With tears of love and longing - Lionel Johnson "Desideria"

With a necessary hate - Lionel Johnson "The Destroyer of a Soul"

A cold, corrupting, fate - Lionel Johnson "The Destroyer of a Soul"

And wound the golden air - Lionel Johnson "Enthusiasts"

Red shall the cornfields ripen - Lionel Johnson "Enthusiasts"

Remorse declares that bitter state - Lionel Johnson "Experience"

Springtime is our heritage - Lionel Johnson "Experience"

Airs of high memory - Lionel Johnson "A Friend"

Children of the mingling mists - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Born by the melancholy hills - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

A ray of travelling glory - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Circling triumph of the skies - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Hearts with responding spirit - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Panting to crimson gloom - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

That wants the whole vast world - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

The rich mist of purple grapes - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

With autumn grows on red ripe apples - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Amass the spirit of dead fire - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Store the haunting treasure - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Rarer than soft honey cells - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

In vehement wind and vehement wave - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Nature's violent graces waken - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

On a windy hour of noon - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Fill all solitary haunts with prophecy - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Gales hang in the branches - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Fallen from their blossoming height - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Pain and joy of storm - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Ours the mirth and melancholy - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

The rejoicing face of summer - Lionel Johnson "Harvest"

Golden music is among the corn - Lionel Johnson "Harvest"

Which is sorrow's perfect breath - Lionel Johnson "Hawthorne"

Whose breath is fierce and rare - Lionel Johnson "Hill and Vale"

Over the red corn grounds - Lionel Johnson "Hill and Vale"

How bears the walnut tree - Lionel Johnson "Hill and Vale"

Of stars and clouds allied - Lionel Johnson "Hill and Vale"

The winds of my fellowship - Lionel Johnson "In England"

With staff and scrip to walk - Lionel Johnson "In England"

Where dreaming memory meets - Lionel Johnson "In England"

With wealth of moss and fern - Lionel Johnson "In England"

Beneath the vesper star - Lionel Johnson "In England"

Strong music of the sea - Lionel Johnson "In England"

The wrangling sea-gull flock - Lionel Johnson "In England"

A snowstorm of white wings - Lionel Johnson "In England"

Crying from roseless lands - Lionel Johnson "In England"

Shy rabbits with quick fears - Lionel Johnson "In England"

Play in a red moon's dance - Lionel Johnson "In England"

Beside the misty flowers of purple lavender - Lionel Johnson "In England"

Red wreckage of the rose - Lionel Johnson "In England"

Fruits redden to their dawn - Lionel Johnson "In England"

Long, terraced lines of circling light - Lionel Johnson "In Falmouth Harbour"

Shrinks at the thought of day - Lionel Johnson "In Falmouth Harbour"

Memories of open wind convey - Lionel Johnson "In Falmouth Harbour"

Descend on seas of desolate storm - Lionel Johnson "In Falmouth Harbour"

The annulling light of any pitiless dawn - Lionel Johnson "In Falmouth Harbour"

Alone with ancient night - Lionel Johnson "In Falmouth Harbour"

Stern thoughts and strong winds - Lionel Johnson "In Falmouth Harbour"

The freedom of the living dead - Lionel Johnson "In Falmouth Harbour"

The service of a living pain - Lionel Johnson "In Falmouth Harbour"

Where love needs no speech - Lionel Johnson "In Memory"

Within the shade of freshly chill - Lionel Johnson "In Memory"

Under the pure silence, earth - Lionel Johnson "In Memory"

Among soft fires can drink - Lionel Johnson "In Memory"

To whom all crowns of song - Lionel Johnson "Laleham"

Sleep beneath her sweetest airs - Lionel Johnson "Laleham"

By rustic Time well taught - Lionel Johnson "Laleham"

Under old, red-fruited yews - Lionel Johnson "Laleham"

Good right to laugh in scorn - Lionel Johnson "Lines to a Lady upon Her Third Birthday"

Where no dreams follow - Lionel Johnson "Lines to a Lady upon Her Third Birthday"

What counts the will of time? - Lionel Johnson "Lines to a Lady upon Her Third Birthday"

Despite all dark fates - Lionel Johnson "Lines to a Lady upon Her Third Birthday"

Legions of wanton lies - Lionel Johnson "Lucretius"

No change upon the deep - Lionel Johnson "Lucretius"

No change upon the earth - Lionel Johnson "Lucretius"

Thunders of the shaken dark - Lionel Johnson "Lucretius"

Wandering flames and thunders - Lionel Johnson "Lucretius"

Winds wild with stormy mirth - Lionel Johnson "Lucretius"

Past the flaming walls afar - Lionel Johnson "Lucretius"

Whirled about the unconscious air - Lionel Johnson "Lucretius"

That burn and flare unquenched - Lionel Johnson "Men of Aquino"

A crown of roses and of bay - Lionel Johnson "Men of Assisi"

Before the sun is born - Lionel Johnson "Moel Fammau"

Thy winds have all their will - Lionel Johnson "Moel Fammau"

Prepare the secret of the fatal hours - Lionel Johnson "Mystic and Cavalier"

Interpreters and prophets of despair - Lionel Johnson "Mystic and Cavalier"

Priests of a fearful sacrement - Lionel Johnson "Mystic and Cavalier"

A kindlier way than tears - Lionel Johnson "Oracles"

A fairer way than discontent - Lionel Johnson "Oracles"

Wake at the bidding of the air - Lionel Johnson "Oracles"

The ancient hours live yet - Lionel Johnson "Oracles"

Fold their exiled hands in orison - Lionel Johnson "Our Lady of France"

Prisoners of strong despair - Lionel Johnson "Our Lady of the Snows"

The bounds of death and birth - Lionel Johnson "Our Lady of the Snows"

Through vigils of the painful night - Lionel Johnson "Our Lady of the Snows"

Eternal sorrow finds eternal voice - Lionel Johnson "Parnell"

Gray hope was there - Lionel Johnson "Parnell"

Dirge of the ruined years - Lionel Johnson "Parnell"

Tells a rosary of death - Lionel Johnson "Parnell"

His but the herald's part - Lionel Johnson "Parnell"

As lilies to a pleading wind - Lionel Johnson "The Petition"

About the home of his desire - Lionel Johnson "Plato in London"

Bold converse with things rare - Lionel Johnson "Plato in London"

Solitary griefs, desolate passions, aching hours - Lionel Johnson "The Precept of Silence"

Tremulous beliefs, agonized hopes, and ashen flowers - Lionel Johnson "The Precept of Silence"

Red Wind of blight and blood - Lionel Johnson "The Red Wind"

Who bade thee burn - Lionel Johnson "The Red Wind"

Red Wind of burning death - Lionel Johnson "The Red Wind"

To understand a banished secret - Lionel Johnson "Renegade"

Call back to my silent memories - Lionel Johnson "Renegade"

At any cost I can recover - Lionel Johnson "Renegade"

A prince whom princes own - Lionel Johnson "The Roman Stage"

Irony brooding over sin - Lionel Johnson "The Roman Stage"

Of a Saint's fulfilled desires - Lionel Johnson "Saint Columba"

Shod with angel flames - Lionel Johnson "Saint Columba"

For music is eternal there - Lionel Johnson "Saint Columba"

In the silence of our hushed hearts - Lionel Johnson "Sancta Silvarum"

The voice of unseen singers - Lionel Johnson "Sancta Silvarum"

Night robs me of all pride - Lionel Johnson "Sancta Silvarum"

Ancients of dark majesty - Lionel Johnson "Sancta Silvarum"

The night wind ministers to dreams - Lionel Johnson "Sancta Silvarum"

From that tyranny of cloud - Lionel Johnson "Sancta Silvarum"

That spurn the pure green fern - Lionel Johnson "Sancta Silvarum"

With voice of mellow music - Lionel Johnson "Sancta Silvarum"

Royal in their history of tears - Lionel Johnson "Sancta Silvarum"

Usurp the calm noon - Lionel Johnson "Sancta Silvarum"

With the ripe first fruit - Lionel Johnson "A Song of Israel"

For whom Death grew sharp - Lionel Johnson "A Song of Israel"

The wind in the angry woods - Lionel Johnson "Summer Storm"

Favorable hours hymned by Pan - Lionel Johnson "Summer Storm"

Flame of one long, lone desire - Lionel Johnson "To a Spanish Friend"

Whom the vast stars crown - Lionel Johnson "To a Traveller"

A voice on the winds - Lionel Johnson "To Morfydd"

While burdened time still runs - Lionel Johnson "To Weep Irish"

By ancient prophets found - Lionel Johnson "Trentals"

Burdens in an ancient tongue - Lionel Johnson "Trentals"

Of a trust beyond all fears - Lionel Johnson "The Troopship"

Through the seas of fame - Lionel Johnson "The Troopship"

To task the wise serenity of Socrates - Lionel Johnson "Upon a Drawing"

Laugh with malign, bright eyes - Lionel Johnson "Upon a Drawing"

And yet thou art no Sibyl - Lionel Johnson "Upon a Drawing"

Within the unvoyaged sea - Lionel Johnson "Upon a Drawing"

That was a legend in old Troy - Lionel Johnson "Upon a Drawing"

Invisible angels mark your tired eyes - Lionel Johnson "Vigils"

Each in his proper gloom - Lionel Johnson "Visions"

With fierce wrath ever fresh - Lionel Johnson "Visions"

No alien hearts may know - Lionel Johnson "Wales"

A great fire of dreams - Lionel Johnson "Wales"

A terrible and splendid trust - Lionel Johnson "Ways of War"

And the heirs of glory fall - Lionel Johnson "Ways of War"


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