You Don’t Understand (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
Lips crimson with the blood of sacrifice - No they don't understand the legacy they are asking to carry the ...
Lips crimson with the blood of sacrifice - No they don't understand the legacy they are asking to carry the ...
A HERMIT'S house beside a stream With forests planted round, Whatever it to you may seem More real happiness I ...
IF truth give pleasure, surely we should try; To found our tales on what we can rely; Th' experiment repeatedly ...
I'll tell of the Magna Charter As were signed at the Barons' command On Runningmead Island in t' middle of ...
Henry the first, surnamed " Beauclare," Lost his only son William at sea, So when Henry died it were hard ...
I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When ...
Not, exactly, green: closer to bronze preserved in kind brine, something retrieved from a Greco-Roman wreck, patinated and oddly muscular. ...
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son- Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate ...
(Song for the City College of New York) O youngest of the giant brood Of cities far-renowned; In wealth and ...
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
"God said I am tired of kings." -- EMERSON God said, "I am tired of kings,"-- But that was a ...
The land was broken in despair, The princes quarrelled in the dark, When clear and tranquil, through the troubled air ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
I - STARLIGHT With two bright eyes, my star, my love, Thou lookest on the stars above: Ah, would that ...
The Day that I was crowned Was like the other Days -- Until the Coronation came -- And then -- ...
Ourselves were wed one summer -- dear -- Your Vision -- was in June -- And when Your little Lifetime ...
Delayed till she had ceased to know -- Delayed till in its vest of snow Her loving bosom lay -- ...
I'm ceded -- I've stopped being Theirs -- The name They dropped upon my face With water, in the country ...
There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
When thou, poor excommunicate From all the joys of love, shalt see The full reward and glorious fate Which my ...
If I had been a Heathen, I'd have praised the purple vine, My slaves should dig the vineyards, And I ...
One in thy thousand statues we salute thee On all thy thousand thrones acclaim and claim Who walk in forest ...
"I will arise and go unto my father" MALKUTH Dark, dark all dark! I cower, I cringe. ...
Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! ...
"I will arise and go unto my father" MALKUTH Dark, dark all dark! I cower, I cringe. ...
Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! ...
A newspaper is a collection of half-injustices Which, bawled by boys from mile to mile, Spreads its curious opinion To ...
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
If you have nothing to say keep silent let Ezra Pound speak from the shadows the splendid old man from ...
Upon Bottle Miche the autre day While yet the nuit was early, Je met a homme whose barbe was grey, ...
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