The Homeless Ghost (George MacDonald Poems)
Still flowed the music, flowed the wine. The youth in silence went;Through naked streets, in cold moonshine, His homeward way ...
Still flowed the music, flowed the wine. The youth in silence went;Through naked streets, in cold moonshine, His homeward way ...
Quand le ciel bas et lourd p?se comme un couvercleSur l'esprit g?missant en proie aux longs ennuis,Et que de l'horizon ...
Athwart the sod which is treading for God * the poet paced with hissplendid eyes;Paradise-verdure he stately passes * to ...
"THEY had brought in such sheafs of hair, And flung them all about us there In the loud noonday's heat ...
STONE-BRIGHT the street: it showed the wayto the crowd of clansmen. Corselets glistenedhand-forged, hard; on their harness brightthe steel ring ...
I crossed the gangway in the winter's raining,Late in the night, when it was dreary dark;The only sounds the rain's ...
Archaeologists have discovered a love-letter among the ruins of Babylon. -- Newspaper report.The world hath just one tale to tell, ...
"THE QUEEN sat in her balcony, The Loveliest of Spain; Beneath rode all the chivalry, And roses fell ...
A roaring company that festive night; The beast of dialectic dragged his chains, Prowling from chair to chair is the ...
As I left the Halls at Lumley, rose the vision of a comely Maid last season worshipped dumbly, watched with ...
To Jenny came a gentle youth From inland leazes lone; His love was fresh as apple-blooth By Parrett, Yeo, or ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
My friend went to the piano; spun the stool A little higher; left his pipe to cool; Picked up a ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
I fled Him down the nights and down the days I fled Him down the arches of the years I ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when the man ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
BENEATH the flat and paper sky The sun, a demon's eye, Glowed through the air, that mask of glass; All ...
In the willows along the river at Pleasure Bay A catbird singing, never the same phrase twice. Here under the ...
ALL day they loitered by the resting ships, Telling their beauties over, taking stock; At night the verdict left my ...
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