The Ship of Death (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
I Now it is autumn and the falling fruit and the long journey towards oblivion. The apples falling like great ...
I Now it is autumn and the falling fruit and the long journey towards oblivion. The apples falling like great ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
Every old man I see Reminds me of my father When he had fallen in love with death One time ...
Out of the poisonous East, Over a continent of blight, Like a maleficent Influence released From the most squalid cellerage ...
Woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me, Saying that now you are not as you were ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
Oh to be faithful to be those servants ever follow the Christ where he will lead never hesitating, never faltering ...
The voice of God, out of the burning, living flames blessing the leader empowering him, an assurance God will be ...
Lord, how easy it is to speak of love, to say, to pledge, undying, unending love claiming to understand, to ...
How easy it is Lord to speak of love, to say, to pledge, undying, unending love claiming to understand, to ...
Living by the law, dying because of the failings impossibilities of perfection of never straying, never stumbling never faltering, even ...
Away down East where I was reared amongst my Yankee kith, There used to live a pretty girl whose name ...
How countlessly they congregate O'er our tumultuous snow, Which flows in shapes as tall as trees When wintry winds do ...
Not to the swift, the race: Not to the strong, the fight: Not to the righteous, perfect grace: Not to ...
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
Sang from the Heart, Sire, Dipped my Beak in it, If the Tune drip too much Have a tint too ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Come to the banquet -- triumph in your songs! Strike up the chords -- and sing of Victory! The oppressed ...
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
Because my faltering feet may fail to dare The first descendant of the steps of Hell Give me the Word ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
ON a bank of flowers, in a summer day, For summer lightly drest, The youthful, blooming Nelly lay, With love ...
I was in love with anatomy the symmetry of my body poised for flight, the heights it would take over ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
The people take the thing of course, They marvel not to see This strange, unnatural divorce Betwixt delight and me. ...
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