Matthew Arnold
Youth’s Agitations by Matthew Arnold

Youth’s Agitations by Matthew Arnold

When I shall be divorced, some ten years hence,From this poor present self which I am now;When youth has done its tedious vain expenseOf passions that for ever ebb and flow;Shall ...

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Worldly Place by Matthew Arnold

Worldly Place by Matthew Arnold

Even in a palace, life may be led well! So spake the imperial sage, purest of men, Marcus Aurelius. But the stifling den Of common life, where, crowded up pell-mell, ...

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A Dream by Matthew Arnold

A Dream by Matthew Arnold

Was it a dream? We sail'd, I thought we sail'd,Martin and I, down the green Alpine stream,Border'd, each bank, with pines; the morning sun,On the wet umbrage of their glossy ...

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Youth And Calm by Matthew Arnold

Youth And Calm by Matthew Arnold

'Tis death! and peace, indeed, is here, And ease from shame, and rest from fear. There's nothing can dismarble now The smoothness of that limpid brow. But is a ...

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A Wish by Matthew Arnold

A Wish by Matthew Arnold

I ask not that my bed of death From bands of greedy heirs be free; For these besiege the latest breath Of fortune's favoured sons, not me. I ask not each kind soul to keep ...

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Sohrab And Rustum by Matthew Arnold

Sohrab And Rustum by Matthew Arnold

And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all the Tartar camp along the stream Was hush'd, and still the men were plunged in ...

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Tristram And Iseult by Matthew Arnold

Tristram And Iseult by Matthew Arnold

I TRISTRAM Tristram. Is she not come? The messenger was sure— Prop me upon the pillows once again— Raise me, my page! this cannot long endure. —Christ, what a night! how ...

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Desire by Matthew Arnold

Desire by Matthew Arnold

Thou, who dost dwell alone;Thou, who dost know thine own;Thou, to whom all are known,From the cradle to the grave,--Save, O, save!From the world's temptations;From ...

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Longing by Matthew Arnold

Longing by Matthew Arnold

Come to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again! For so the night will more than pay The hopeless longing of the day.Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times, A ...

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Absence by Matthew Arnold

Absence by Matthew Arnold

IN THIS fair stranger’s eyes of greyThine eyes, my love, I see.I shudder: for the passing dayHad borne me far from thee.This is the curse of life: that notA nobler calmer trainOf ...

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Growing Old by Matthew Arnold

Growing Old by Matthew Arnold

What is it to grow old?Is it to lose the glory of the form,The lustre of the eye?Is it for beauty to forego her wreath?Yes, but not for this alone.Is it to feel our strength -Not ...

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A Summer Night by Matthew Arnold

A Summer Night by Matthew Arnold

In the deserted, moon-blanched street,How lonely rings the echo of my feet!Those windows, which I gaze at, frown,Silent and white, unopening down,Repellent as the world,--but ...

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The Song Of Callicles by Matthew Arnold

The Song Of Callicles by Matthew Arnold

Through the black, rushing smoke-bursts,Thick breaks the red flame.All Etna heaves fiercelyHer forest-clothed frame.Not here, O Apollo!Are haunts meet for thee.But, where Helicon ...

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The Buried Life by Matthew Arnold

The Buried Life by Matthew Arnold

Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet,Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet!I feel a nameless sadness o'er me roll.Yes, yes, we know that we can jest,We know, we know that ...

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Hayeswater by Matthew Arnold

Hayeswater by Matthew Arnold

A region desolate and wild.Black, chafing water: and afloat,And lonely as a truant childIn a waste wood, a single boat:No mast, no sails are set thereon;It moves, but never moveth ...

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A Dream by Matthew Arnold

A Dream by Matthew Arnold

Was it a dream? We sail'd, I thought we sail'd,Martin and I, down the green Alpine stream,Border'd, each bank, with pines; the morning sun,On the wet umbrage of their glossy ...

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From The Hymn Of Empedocles by Matthew Arnold

From The Hymn Of Empedocles by Matthew Arnold

IS it so small a thing To have enjoy'd the sun, To have lived light in the spring, To have loved, to have thought, to have done; To have ...

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Bacchanalia by Matthew Arnold

Bacchanalia by Matthew Arnold

IThe evening comes, the fields are still.The tinkle of the thirsty rill,Unheard all day, ascends again;Deserted is the half-mown plain,Silent the swaths! the ringing wain,The ...

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Rugby Chapel by Matthew Arnold

Rugby Chapel by Matthew Arnold

Coldly, sadly descendsThe autumn-evening. The fieldStrewn with its dank yellow driftsOf wither'd leaves, and the elms,Fade into dimness apace,Silent;--hardly a shoutFrom a few ...

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Immortality by Matthew Arnold

Immortality by Matthew Arnold

Foil'd by our fellow-men, depress'd, outworn,We leave the brutal world to take its way,And, Patience! in another life, we sayThe world shall be thrust down, and we up-borne.And ...

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The Forsaken Merman by Matthew Arnold

The Forsaken Merman by Matthew Arnold

Come, dear children, let us away;Down and away below!Now my brothers call from the bay,Now the great winds shoreward blow,Now the salt tides seaward flow;Now the wild white horses ...

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Memorial Verses by Matthew Arnold

Memorial Verses by Matthew Arnold

Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece,Long since, saw Byron's struggle cease.But one such death remain'd to come;The last poetic voice is dumb--We stand to-day by Wordsworth's ...

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Self-Dependence by Matthew Arnold

Self-Dependence by Matthew Arnold

Weary of myself, and sick of askingWhat I am, and what I ought to be,At this vessel's prow I stand, which bears meForwards, forwards, o'er the starlit sea.And a look of passionate ...

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Human Life by Matthew Arnold

Human Life by Matthew Arnold

What mortal, when he saw,Life's voyage done, his heavenly Friend,Could ever yet dare tell him fearlessly:'I have kept uninfringed my nature's law ; The inly-written chart thou ...

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The Scholar-Gipsy by Matthew Arnold

The Scholar-Gipsy by Matthew Arnold

Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill;Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes!No longer leave thy wistful flock unfed,Nor let thy bawling fellows rack their throats,Nor ...

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The Last Word by Matthew Arnold

The Last Word by Matthew Arnold

Creep into thy narrow bed, Creep, and let no more be said! Vain thy onset! all stands fast. Thou thyself must break at last. Let the long contention cease! Geese are swans, and ...

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Lines Written In Kensington Gardens by Matthew Arnold

Lines Written In Kensington Gardens by Matthew Arnold

In this lone, open glade I lie,Screen'd by deep boughs on either hand;And at its end, to stay the eye,Those black-crown'd, red-boled pine-trees stand!Birds here make song, each ...

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Isolation: To Marguerite by Matthew Arnold

Isolation: To Marguerite by Matthew Arnold

We were apart; yet, day by day,I bade my heart more constant be.I bade it keep the world away,And grow a home for only thee;Nor fear'd but thy love likewise grew,Like mine, each ...

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East London by Matthew Arnold

East London by Matthew Arnold

'Twas August, and the fierce sun overheadSmote on the squalid streets of Bethnal Green,And the pale weaver, through his windows seenIn Spitalfields, looked thrice dispirited.I met ...

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The Future by Matthew Arnold

The Future by Matthew Arnold

A wanderer is man from his birth.He was born in a shipOn the breast of the river of Time;Brimming with wonder and joyHe spreads out his arms to the light,Rivets his gaze on the ...

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To Marguerite: Continued by Matthew Arnold

To Marguerite: Continued by Matthew Arnold

Yes! in the sea of life enisled,With echoing straits between us thrown,Dotting the shoreless watery wild,We mortal millions live alone.The islands feel the enclasping flow,And ...

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West London by Matthew Arnold

West London by Matthew Arnold

Crouch'd on the pavement close by Belgrave SquareA tramp I saw, ill, moody, and tongue-tied;A babe was in her arms, and at her sideA girl; their clothes were rags, their feet were ...

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Consolation by Matthew Arnold

Consolation by Matthew Arnold

Mist clogs the sunshine.Smoky dwarf housesHem me round everywhere;A vague dejectionWeighs down my soul.Yet, while I languish,Everywhere countlessProspects unroll themselves,And ...

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The Pagan World by Matthew Arnold

The Pagan World by Matthew Arnold

In his cool hall, with haggard eyes,The Roman noble lay;He drove abroad, in furious guise,Along the Appian way.He made a feast, drank fierce and fast,And crowned his hair with ...

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To A Friend by Matthew Arnold

To A Friend by Matthew Arnold

Who prop, thou ask'st in these bad days, my mind?--He much, the old man, who, clearest-souled of men,Saw The Wide Prospect, and the Asian Fen,And Tmolus hill, and Smyrna bay, ...

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Palladium by Matthew Arnold

Palladium by Matthew Arnold

Set where the upper streams of Simois flowWas the Palladium, high 'mid rock and wood;And Hector was in Ilium, far below,And fought, and saw it not--but there it stood!It stood, ...

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Shakespeare by Matthew Arnold

Shakespeare by Matthew Arnold

Others abide our question. Thou art free.We ask and ask--Thou smilest and art still,Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest hill,Who to the stars uncrowns his majesty,Planting his ...

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The Song Of Empedocles by Matthew Arnold

The Song Of Empedocles by Matthew Arnold

And you, ye stars,Who slowly begin to marshal,As of old, in the fields of heaven,Your distant, melancholy lines!Have you, too, survived yourselves?Are you, too, what I fear to ...

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Dover Beach by Matthew Arnold

Dover Beach by Matthew Arnold

The sea is calm to-night.The tide is full, the moon lies fairUpon the straits; - on the French coast the lightGleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,Glimmering and vast, ...

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Philomela by Matthew Arnold

Philomela by Matthew Arnold

Hark! ah, the nightingale--The tawny-throated!Hark, from that moonlit cedar what a burst!What triumph! hark!--what pain!O wanderer from a Grecian shore,Still, after many years, in ...

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The Voice by Matthew Arnold

The Voice by Matthew Arnold

As the kindling glances,Queen-like and clear,Which the bright moon lancesFrom her tranquil sphereAt the sleepless watersOf a lonely mere,On the wild whirling waves, mournfully, ...

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Cadmus And Harmonia by Matthew Arnold

Cadmus And Harmonia by Matthew Arnold

Far, far from here, The Adriatic breaks in a warm bay Among the green Illyrian hills; and there The sunshine in the happy glens is fair, And by the sea, and in the ...

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Apollo Musagetes by Matthew Arnold

Apollo Musagetes by Matthew Arnold

Through the black, rushing smoke-bursts, Thick breaks the red flame; All Etna heaves fiercely Her forest-clothed frame. Not here, O Apollo! Are haunts meet ...

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Austerity Of Poetry by Matthew Arnold

Austerity Of Poetry by Matthew Arnold

That son of Italy who tried to blow, Ere Dante came, the trump of sacred song, In his light youth amid a festal throng Sate with his bride to see a public show.Fair was the bride, ...

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Thyrsis A Monody by Matthew Arnold

Thyrsis A Monody by Matthew Arnold

How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village street its haunted mansion lacks, And from ...

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Progress by Matthew Arnold

Progress by Matthew Arnold

The Master stood upon the mount, and taught. He saw a fire in his disciples’ eyes; ‘The old law’, they said, ‘is wholly come to naught! Behold the new world rise!’ ‘Was it’, ...

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Morality by Matthew Arnold

Morality by Matthew Arnold

We cannot kindle when we willThe fire which in the heart resides;The spirit bloweth and is still,In mystery our soul abides. But tasks in hours of insight will'd Can be ...

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Requiescat by Matthew Arnold

Requiescat by Matthew Arnold

Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew!In quiet she reposes; Ah, would that I did too!Her mirth the world required; She bathed it in smiles of glee.But her ...

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Revolutions by Matthew Arnold

Revolutions by Matthew Arnold

Before man parted for this earthly strand,While yet upon the verge of heaven he stood,God put a heap of letters in his hand,And bade him make with them what word he could.And man ...

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Quiet Work by Matthew Arnold

Quiet Work by Matthew Arnold

One lesson, Nature, let me learn of thee, One lesson which in every wind is blown, One lesson of two duties kept at one Though the loud world proclaim their enmity-- Of toil ...

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