Arabian Night’s Entertainments (William Ernest Henley Poems)
Once on a timeThere was a little boy: a master-mageBy virtue of a BookOf magic--O, so magical it filledHis life ...
Once on a timeThere was a little boy: a master-mageBy virtue of a BookOf magic--O, so magical it filledHis life ...
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise,That most forgot from which true bliss would riseWhen marriage for a daughter ...
The swift red flesh, a winter king-Who squired the glacier woman down the sky?She ran the neighing canyons all the ...
IMachine stitched rivets ravel on a treeWhose name he does not know. Left in the sky,He dangles from a silken ...
Angels of the love affair, do you know that other,the dark one, that other me?1. ANGEL OF FIRE AND GENITALSAngel ...
O good old Year! this night's your last.And must you go? With you I've passedSome days that bear revision.For these ...
At Quincey's moat the squandering village ends, And there in the almshouse dwell the dearest friends ...
(Melbourne)I CAME to buy a book. It was a shopDown in a narrow quiet street, and hereThey kept, I knew, ...
Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly And leave no sound: nor piety, Or prayers, or vow Can keep the wrinkle ...
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
Here at the spoke-ends of our galaxy it is easy to forget the central axle moving insensibly slow, still the ...
"The silence renews me As I sink into myself And lose the weight of worlds. Liberated of my feverish mind ...
"Angels of the love affair, do you know that other, the dark one, that other me?" 1. ANGEL OF FIRE ...
O dear little cabin, I've loved you so long, And now I must bid you good-bye! I've filled you with ...
YES, friend, I own these tales of Arabia Smile not, as smiled their flawless originals, Age-old but yet untamed, for ...
(AMSTERDAM, 1645) And there you are again, now as you are. Observe yourself as you discern yourself In your discredited ...
Unwillingly Miranda wakes, Feels the sun with terror, One unwilling step she takes, Shuddering to the mirror. Miranda in Miranda's ...
So gradual in those summers was the going of the age it seemed that the long days setting out when ...
My brother comes home from work and climbs the stairs to our room. I can hear the bed groan and ...
1 We live here because the houses are clean, the lawns run right to the street and the streets run ...
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