New Poems
1852
Matthew Arnold
Though the Muse be gone away,
Though she move not earth to-day,
Souls, erewhile who caught her word,
Ah! still harp on what they heard.
Empedocles on Etna
Thyrsis
Saint Brandan
Sonnets
A Picture at Newstead
Rachel
East London
West London
Anti-Desperation
Immortality
Worldly Place
The Divinity
The Good Shepherd with the Kid
Austerity of Poetry
East and West
Monica’s Last Prayer
Calais Sands
Dover Beach
The Terrace at Berne
Stanzas Composed at Carnac
A Southern Night
Fragment of Chorus of a
Dejaneira
Palladium
Human Life
Early Death and Fame
Youth and Calm
Youth’s Agitations
Growing Old
The Progress of Poesy
A Nameless Epitaph
The Last Word
A Wish
Lines Written in Kensington Gardens
The Second Best
A Caution to Poets
Pis-Aller
Epilogue to Lessing’s Laocoön
Bacchanalia
Progress
Rugby Chapel
Heine’s Grave
Stanzas From The Grande Chartreuse
Obermann Once More
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