Poems — Volume 3 By: George Meredith (1828-1909)
George Meredith's Poems — Volume 3 is a collection of beautifully crafted poems that showcase the author's profound insight into human emotions and experiences. The poems are exquisitely written, with a lyrical quality that captures the reader's attention from the very first line. The themes explored in the poems range from love and loss to nature and beauty, each one delving deep into the complexities of the human soul. Meredith's use of language is both poetic and evocative, painting vivid images that linger in the reader's mind long after the final stanza. One of the most striking aspects of this collection is Meredith's ability to convey raw emotion through his words. Whether exploring the depths of despair or the heights of joy, each poem resonates with a powerful authenticity that draws the reader in and leaves them feeling deeply moved. Overall, Poems — Volume 3 by George Meredith is a masterful collection of poetry that is sure to captivate poetry lovers and casual readers alike. With its beautiful language, evocative imagery, and profound insights, this book is a must-read for anyone who appreciates the beauty of the written word. First Page: Poems by George Meredith Volume 3 A STAVE OF ROVING TIM (ADDRESSED TO CERTAIN FRIENDLY TRAMPS.) I The wind is East, the wind is West, Blows in and out of haven; The wind that blows is the wind that's best, And croak, my jolly raven! If here awhile we jigged and laughed, The like we will do yonder; For he's the man who masters a craft, And light as a lord can wander. So, foot the measure, Roving Tim, And croak, my jolly raven! The wind according to its whim Is in and out of haven. II You live in rows of snug abodes, With gold, maybe, for counting; And mine's the beck of the rainy roads Against the sun a mounting. I take the day as it behaves, Nor shiver when 'tis airy; But comes a breeze, all you are on waves, Sick chickens o' Mother Carey! So, now for next, cries Roving Tim, And croak, my jolly raven! The wind according to its whim Is in and out of haven. III Sweet lass, you screw a lovely leer, To make a man consider. If you were up with the auctioneer, I'd be a handsome bidder. But wedlock clips the rover's wing; She tricks him fly to spider; And when we get to fights in the Ring, It's trumps when you play outsider. So, wrench and split, cries Roving Tim, And croak, my jolly raven! The wind according to its whim Is in and out of haven. IV Along my winding way I know A shady dell that's winking; The very corner for Self and Co To do a world of thinking... Continue reading book >>

Poems — Volume 3 By: George Meredith (1828-1909)

George Meredith's Poems — Volume 3 is a collection of beautifully crafted poems that showcase the author's profound insight into human emotions and experiences. The poems are exquisitely written, with a lyrical quality that captures the reader's attention from the very first line.

The themes explored in the poems range from love and loss to nature and beauty, each one delving deep into the complexities of the human soul. Meredith's use of language is both poetic and evocative, painting vivid images that linger in the reader's mind long after the final stanza.

One of the most striking aspects of this collection is Meredith's ability to convey raw emotion through his words. Whether exploring the depths of despair or the heights of joy, each poem resonates with a powerful authenticity that draws the reader in and leaves them feeling deeply moved.

Overall, Poems — Volume 3 by George Meredith is a masterful collection of poetry that is sure to captivate poetry lovers and casual readers alike. With its beautiful language, evocative imagery, and profound insights, this book is a must-read for anyone who appreciates the beauty of the written word.

First Page:

Poems by George Meredith Volume 3

A STAVE OF ROVING TIM (ADDRESSED TO CERTAIN FRIENDLY TRAMPS.)

The wind is East, the wind is West, Blows in and out of haven; The wind that blows is the wind that's best, And croak, my jolly raven! If here awhile we jigged and laughed, The like we will do yonder; For he's the man who masters a craft, And light as a lord can wander. So, foot the measure, Roving Tim, And croak, my jolly raven! The wind according to its whim Is in and out of haven.

You live in rows of snug abodes, With gold, maybe, for counting; And mine's the beck of the rainy roads Against the sun a mounting. I take the day as it behaves, Nor shiver when 'tis airy; But comes a breeze, all you are on waves, Sick chickens o' Mother Carey! So, now for next, cries Roving Tim, And croak, my jolly raven! The wind according to its whim Is in and out of haven.

III

Sweet lass, you screw a lovely leer, To make a man consider. If you were up with the auctioneer, I'd be a handsome bidder. But wedlock clips the rover's wing; She tricks him fly to spider; And when we get to fights in the Ring, It's trumps when you play outsider. So, wrench and split, cries Roving Tim, And croak, my jolly raven! The wind according to its whim Is in and out of haven.

Along my winding way I know A shady dell that's winking; The very corner for Self and Co To do a world of thinking... Continue reading book >>

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