Lines On A Young Lady’s Photograph Album (Philip Larkin Poems)
At last you yielded up the album, which Once open, sent me distracted. All your ages Matt and glossy on ...
At last you yielded up the album, which Once open, sent me distracted. All your ages Matt and glossy on ...
1 Dear ghosts, dear presences, O my dear parents, Why were you so sad on porches, whispering? What great melancholies ...
I stopped to pick up the bagel rolling away in the wind, annoyed with myself for having dropped it as ...
South of the Line, inland from far Durban, A mouldering soldier lies--your countryman. Awry and doubled up are his gray ...
Lovers in the act despense With such meum-tuum sense As might warningly reveal What they must not pick or steal, ...
I remember when I met you, At a table all alone; I thought you were so pretty, Shining like a ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Like an advent'rous seafarer am I, Who hath some long and dang'rous voyage been, And, call'd to tell of his ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
It is yourself you seek In a long rage, Scanning through light and darkness Mirrors, the page, Where should reflected ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
For John Malcolm Brinnin and Bill Read: Duxbury It was cold and windy, scarcely the day to take a walk ...
Come, my Lucasia, since we see That miracles Men's Faith do move, By wonder and by prodigy To the dull ...
Love, light for me Thy ruddiest blazing torch, That I, albeit a beggar by the Porch Of the glad Palace ...
My horse had been lamed in the foot In the rocks at the back of the run, So I camped ...
When I cannot look at your face I look at your feet. Your feet of arched bone, your hard little ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
You, that decipher out the Fate Of humane Off-springs from the Skies, What mean these Infants which of late Spring ...
That Providence which had so long the care Of Cromwell's head, and numbred ev'ry hair, Now in its self (the ...
A Poem upon the Death of His Late Highness the Lord Protector That Providence which had so long the care ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
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