Browse Sort by: Title "'Tis a Sword" "A figure came from out the olive trees." "A steadfast form that held him with its thought" "Bright, O bright Fedalma!" "But he who wears a solitary chain heading the file, has turned to face Fedalma" "Circling, she lightly bends and lifts on high / The multitudinous-sounding tambourine." "Down fell the great chief" "Fedalma, it is Silva!" "His doublet loose, his right arm backward flung, / His left caressing close the long-necked lute." "I'll put them on, / Help me, my lord, and you shall see me now / Somewhat as I shall look at Court with you." "Lamps burning low make little atmospheres / Of light amid the dimness." "Night-black the charger, black the rider's plume." "Silva, if now between us came a sword" "Where the little stream / Parts a green hollow 'twixt the gentle slopes." "You, my child - are you / Halting and wavering?" A Volume of Poems by George Eliot Death of Zarca Deep Mountain Gorge England Fedalma Fedalma Dances in the Street Fedalma, the Spanish Gypsy Literary and Other Notes My Father Comes Poems, Essays, and Leaves from a Note Book The Embarkment The Spanish Gypsy The Spanish Gypsy The Spanish Gypsy (1878, Cabinet Edition) The Troubador Yesterday's New Books