A Reading Of Life–With The Huntress (George Meredith Poems)
Through the water-eye of night,Midway between eve and dawn,See the chase, the rout, the flightIn deep forest; oread, faun,Goat-foot, antlers ...
Through the water-eye of night,Midway between eve and dawn,See the chase, the rout, the flightIn deep forest; oread, faun,Goat-foot, antlers ...
That was the day they killed the Son of GodOn a squat hill-top by Jerusalem.Zion was bare, her children from ...
Observe the insect race, ordain'd to keepThe lazy Sabbath of a half-year's sleep.Entomb'd beneath the filmy web they lie, And ...
IOnce below a time,When my pinned-around-the-spiritCut-to-measure flesh bit,Suit for a serial sumOn the first of each hardship,My paid-for slaved-for own ...
Mother, our greetings be to thee,On the glad anniversary Of this, thy festive day;Thy daughters, daughters not of earth,But bound ...
In those days the Evil Spirits, All the Manitos of mischief, Fearing Hiawatha's wisdom, And his love for Chibiabos, Jealous ...
Two good friends had Hiawatha, Singled out from all the others, Bound to him in closest union, And to whom ...
Downward through the evening twilight, In the days that are forgotten, In the unremembered ages, From the full moon fell ...
I followed the narrow cliffside trail half way up the mountain Above the deep river-canyon. There was a little cataract ...
Oh, very gloomy is the house of woe, Where tears are falling while the bell is knelling, With all the ...
The snail pushes through a green night, for the grass is heavy with water and meets over the bright path ...
The ancient oaks long losing their leaves their branches shattered the bark bled away the wood underneath turning like ivory ...
The water formed antlers of ice fingers maybe, layered, tallowed, hand-dipped candles, bits of frozen magic, in the mist the ...
Campsite set Late afternoon Late June Grab a friend Get the canoe Head up the brook The tributary Portage through ...
When the pods went pop on the broom, green broom, And apples began to be golden-skinn'd, We harbour'd a stag ...
A curious Cloud surprised the Sky, 'Twas like a sheet with Horns; The sheet was Blue -- The Antlers Gray ...
1962 The over-all picture is winter icy mountains in the background the return from the hunt it is toward evening ...
O dear little cabin, I've loved you so long, And now I must bid you good-bye! I've filled you with ...
North Country, filled with gesturing wood, With trees that fence, like archers' volleys, The flanks of hidden valleys Where nothing's ...
I believe that a young woman Is standing in a circle of lions In the other side of the sky. ...
Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade How cold steel is, and keen with hunger of blood; Blue with all ...
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