THE WORLD'S BEST POETRY

The quivering lip, pale cheek, and closing eye! Bright to the soul thy seraph hands convey The morning dream of life's eternal d ...

Oh the wonder of our life, Pain and pleasure, rest and strife, Mystery of mysteries, Set twixt two eternities! Lo, the moments c ...

Will the past then come again, Rest and pleasure, strife and pain, All the heaven and all the hell? Ah, we know not: God can tel ...

And as he listened o'er and o'er again Repeated, like a burden or refrain, He caught the words, "Deposuit potentes De sede, et e ...

Robert of Sicily, brother of Pope Urbane And Valmond, emperor of Allemaine, Despoiled of his magnificent attire, Bare-headed, br ...

And all the vaulted chamber roar and ring With the mock plaudits of "Long live the king!" Next morning, waking with the day's fi ...

Then he departed with them o'er the sea Into the lovely land of Italy, Whose loveliness was more resplendent made By the mere pa ...

He heard the rustling garments of the Lord Sweep through the silent air, ascending heavenward. And now the visit ending, and onc ...

FROM "PIPPA PASSES." All service ranks the same with God: If now, as formerly he trod Paradise, his presence fills Our earth, ea ...

Two unveiled faces full of joy looked upward to the Throne, Four white wings folded at the feet of Him who sat thereon! And deep ...

"I come," she said, "to the pearly door, To see the Throne Where sits the Lamb on the Sapphire Floor, With God alone:" And the a ...

While I am sad?" And the angels all were silent. "Oh, clear as glass in the golden street Of the city fair, And the tree of life ...

"Should I be liker Christ were I To love no more The loved, who in their anguish lie Outside the door?" And the angels all were ...

SYMPATHY. FROM "ION," ACT I. SC. 2. 'T is a little thing To give a cup of water; yet its draught Of cool refreshment, drained by ...

To save from shame and thrall: But all my heart is drawn above, My knees are bowed in crypt and shrine: I never felt the kiss of ...

But blessèd forms in whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. A maiden knight—to me is given Such hope, I know not ...

Faith's meanest deed more favor bears, Where hearts and wills are weighed, Than brightest transports, choicest prayers, Which bl ...

Her shadow, as it falls Upon the darkening walls. As if a door in heaven should be Opened and then closed suddenly, The vision c ...

Unstudied, from the heart; A whisper on the tumult thrown, A transitory breath— It raised a brother from the dust, It saved a so ...

Soggarth aroon, Came to my cabin-door, And on my earthen-floor Knelt by me, sick and poor, Soggarth aroon? Who, on the marriage ...