“Such a slender moon, going up and up, Waxing so fast from night to night, And swelling like an orange flower-bud, bright, Fated, methought, to round as to a golden cup, And hold to my two lips life's best of wine.” TwoNightFlowerMoonWineRoundsLipsGoldenCupsOrangeBudSlenderSwellingWaxing Book:The Poetical Works of Jean Ingelow Source: The Poetical Works of Jean Ingelow
“Quoth the Ocean, "Dawn! O fairest, clearest, Touch me with thy golden fingers bland; For I have no smile till thou appearest For the lovely land.” LandOceanFingersLovelyGoldenDawnTouch MeBland Book:Poems Source: Poems
“What change has made the pastures sweet And reached the daisies at my feet, And cloud that wears a golden hem? This lovely world, the hills, the sward-- They all look fresh, as if our Lord But yesterday had finished them.” IfsWorldLooksMadePastLordFeetSweetSpringCloudsFinishedYesterdayLovelyGoldenHillsOur LordDaisiesPasturesHem Book:The Poetical Works of Jean Ingelow Source: The Poetical Works of Jean Ingelow
