To The Romantic Traditionists (Allen Tate Poems)
I have looked at them long,My eyes blur; sourceless lightKeeps them forever youngBefore our ageing sight.You see them-too strict formsOf ...
I have looked at them long,My eyes blur; sourceless lightKeeps them forever youngBefore our ageing sight.You see them-too strict formsOf ...
See, Thaliarch mine, how, white with snow, Soracte mocks the sullen sky;How, groaning loud, the woods are bowed, And chained ...
My Lesbia, let us live and love, Let crabbed Age talk what it will. The sun when down, returns above, ...
HENCE, rude Winter! crabbed old fellow, Never merry, never mellow! Well-a-day! in rain and snow What will keep one's heart ...
Up in the cave of the wind, All bent and crabbed with their years, In endless chatter they sit, Old ...
For why the gains doth seldom quit the charge: And so say I by proof too dearly bought, My haste ...
CHARLEY Here I am at lastQuartered in my old position,Though from having lived so fastI 'm in rather poor condition.Came ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
A freaking ankle crabbed his blissful trips, this whiskey tastes like California but is Kentucky, like Berkeley where he truly ...
SHORTLY AFTER THE REVIVAL OF LEARNING IN EUROPE. Let us begin and carry up this corpse, Singing together. Leave we ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by ...
How shall my animal Whose wizard shape I trace in the cavernous skull, Vessel of abscesses and exultation's shell, Endure ...
A wrinkled crabbed man they picture thee, Old Winter, with a rugged beard as grey As the long moss upon ...
When I was with a Shakespeare show I played the part of Guildenstern, Or Rosenkrantz - at least I know ...
OCTOBER: Ægloga DecimaPIERCE & CUDDIE Cuddie, for shame hold up thy heavye head, And let us cast with what delight ...
My brother Jim's a millionaire, while I have scarce a penny; His face is creased with lines of care, While ...
DAME DOWSON, was a granny grey, Who, three score years and ten, Had pass'd her busy hours away, In talking ...
My thoughts are crabbed and sallow, My tears like vinegar, Or the bitter blinking yellow Of an acetic star. Tonight ...
Who was there had seen us Wouldn't bid him run? Heavy lay between us All our sires had done. There ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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