Classic and Contemporary Poets

KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY

Poems found: 106

A CURLING THREAD

ACROSS A GAUDY ROOM

AFTER SOUFRIERE

AH, EROS DOTH NOT ALWAYS SMITE

ALREADY TO MINE EYELIDS' SHORE

AN AEOLIAN HARP

AND ON MY EYES DARK SLEEP BY NIGHT

AS TWO FAIR VESSELS SIDE BY SIDE

BELOVED, MY GLORY IN THEE IS NOT CEASED

BURY HER AT EVEN

CANUTE THE GREAT, SELS.

DESCENT FROM THE CROSS

EBBTIDE AT SUNDOWN

FIFTY QUATRAINS

GOLD IS THE SON OF ZEUS: NEIGHER MOTH NOR WORM MAY GNAW IT

I LOVE YOU WITH MY LIFE - 'TIS SO I LOVE YOU

I SING THEE WITH THE STOCK-DOVE'S THROAT

IF THEY HONOURED ME, GIVING ME THEIR GIFTS

IT WAS DEEP APRIL

KISS; DAVID'S RECONCILIATION WITH ABSALOM

L'INDIFFERENT; WATTEAU; THE LOUVRE

LA GIOCONDA. LEONARDO DA VINCA. THE LOUVRE

LET US WREATHE THE MIGHTY CUP

LO, MY LOVED IS DYING

LOVE RISES UP SOME DAYS

LOVE'S SOUR LEISURE

LOVED, ON A SUDDEN THOU DIDST COME TO ME

METE ME OUT MY LONELINESS

MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM

MUMMY INVOKES HIS SOUL

OUR MYRTLE IS IN FLOWER

PEN-DRAWING OF LEDA. SODOMA. THE GRAND DUKE'S PALACE AT WEIMAR

POWER IN SILENCE

RESCUE. TINTORETTO. THE DRESDEN GALLERY

SAINT SEBASTIAN. ANTONELLO DA MESSINA. THE DRESDEN GALLERY

SHE IS SINGING TO THEE, DOMINE!

SHEPHERD APOLLO

SLEEPING VENUS. GIORGIONE. THE DRESDEN GALLERY

SO JEALOUS OF YOUR BEAUTY

SOMETIMES I DO DESPATCH MY HEART

SPRING. SANDRO BOTTICELLI. THE ACCADEMIA OF FLORENCE

SWEET-BRIAR IN ROSE

SWEETER FAR THAN THE HARP, MORE GOLD THAN GOLD

THE BURIAL OF ROBERT BROWNING

THE LADY I HAVE VOWED TO PAINT

THE LOVE OF GOD

THE TRAGIC MARY QUEEN OF SCOTS: 1

THEY SHALL LOOK ON HIM

THOU COMEST DOWN TO DIE

TO CHRISTINA ROSSETTI

TO THE LORD LOVE (AT THE APPROACH OF OLD AGE)

TO THE WINTER APHRODITE

TRAGIC MARY QUEEN OF SCOTS: 2

VARIATIONS ON SAPPHO: 33

VARIATIONS ON SAPPHO: 35

WHERE THE BLESSED FEET HAVE TROD'

WHERE WINDS ABOUND

WINDS TODAY ARE LARGE AND FREE

WOODS ARE STILL

YOUR ROSE IS DEAD

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