Amos Sibley (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
Not character, not fortitude, not patienceWere mine, the which the village thought I hadIn bearing with my wife, while preaching ...
Not character, not fortitude, not patienceWere mine, the which the village thought I hadIn bearing with my wife, while preaching ...
He'd been for years in Sydney "a-acting of the goat", His name was Joseph Swallow, "the Great Australian Pote", In ...
I. Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
THE husband's dire mishap, and silly maid, In ev'ry age, have proved the fable's aid; The fertile subject never will ...
1 Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
Some man unworthy to be possessor Of old or new love, himself being false or weak, Thought his pain and ...
I had no Cause to be awake -- My Best -- was gone to sleep -- And Morn a new ...
The problem was the manner of choice (or whether there was a choice for that matter) as you had taken ...
If I had been a Heathen, I'd have praised the purple vine, My slaves should dig the vineyards, And I ...
The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing ...
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
I burned my life, that I may find A passion wholly of the mind, Thought divorced from eye and bone ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
Love and the gentle heart are one thing, just as the poet says in his verse, each from the other ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
STORMS have beaten on this point of land And ships gone to wreck here and the passers-by remember it with ...
Divorced, but friends again at last, we walk old ground together in bright blue uncomplicated weather. We laugh and pause ...
Last night, while I lay thinking here, some Whatifs crawled inside my ear and pranced and partied all night long ...
You have read War and Peace. Now here is Sister Carrie, not up to Tolstoy; still it will second the ...
Rich, honored by my fellow citizens, The father of many children, born of a noble mother, All raised there In ...
Not character, not fortitude, not patience Were mine, the which the village thought I had In bearing with my wife, ...
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