Maxioms by Robert Southey
"How does the Water
Come down at Lodore?"
"How does the Water
Come down at Lodore?"
She comes majestic with her swelling sails,
The gallant Ship: along her watery way,
Homeward she drives read more
She comes majestic with her swelling sails,
The gallant Ship: along her watery way,
Homeward she drives before the favouring gales;
Now flirting at their length the streamers play,
And now they ripple with the ruffling breeze.
Cold is thy hopeless heart, even as charity.
Cold is thy hopeless heart, even as charity.
Now, motionless and dark, eluded search
Self-shrouded: and anon, starring the sky,
Rose like a shower of read more
Now, motionless and dark, eluded search
Self-shrouded: and anon, starring the sky,
Rose like a shower of fire.
