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Best Famous Mullioned Poems

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Written by Thomas Hardy | Create an image from this poem

Architectural Masks

 I

There is a house with ivied walls, 
And mullioned windows worn and old, 
And the long dwellers in those halls 
Have souls that know but sordid calls, 
And dote on gold.

II

In a blazing brick and plated show 
Not far away a 'villa' gleams, 
And here a family few may know, 
With book and pencil, viol and bow, 
Lead inner lives of dreams.

III

The philosophic passers say, 
'See that old mansion mossed and fair, 
Poetic souls therein are they: 
And O that gaudy box! Away, 
You vulgar people there.'


Written by Edgar Lee Masters | Create an image from this poem

Hamlet Micure

 In a lingering fever many visions come to you:
I was in the little house again
With its great yard of clover
Running down to the board-fence,
Shadowed by the oak tree,
Where we children had our swing.
Yet the little house was a manor hall
Set in a lawn, and by the lawn was the sea.
I was in the room where little Paul
Strangled from diphtheria,
But yet it was not this room --
It was a sunny verandah enclosed
With mullioned windows,
And in a chair sat a man in a dark cloak,
With a face like Euripides.
He had come to visit me, or I had gone to visit him --
I could not tell.
We could hear the beat of the sea, the clover nodded
Under a summer wind, and little Paul came
With clover blossoms to the window and smiled.
Then I said: "What is 'divine despair,' Alfred?"
"Have you read 'Tears, Idle Tears'?" he asked.
"Yes, but you do not there express divine despair."
"My poor friend," he answered, "that was why the despair
Was divine."

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