Men (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
Man is a creature of a thousand whims;The slave of hope and fear and circumstance.Through toil and martyrdom a million ...
Man is a creature of a thousand whims;The slave of hope and fear and circumstance.Through toil and martyrdom a million ...
Once on a timeThere was a little boy: a master-mageBy virtue of a BookOf magic--O, so magical it filledHis life ...
Millions have been and passed from view Benignity who never knew; No aspiration theirs, nor aim; Existence soulless as the clay From whence they ...
Wizened the wood is, and wan is the way through it; White as a corpse is the face of the fen;Only ...
"Farewell?" No, not farewell, I'll worship ever Thy form divine.No death's despair, no voice of doom shall sever My heart from thine.Thou'st ...
From holy flower to holy flower Thou weavest thine unhallowed bower. The harmless dewdrops, beaded thin, Ripple along thy ropes of sin. Thy house ...
I am not yet born; O hear me.Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or theclub-footed ...
"Now who shall say he loves me not."He wooed her first in an atmosphere Of tender and low-breathed sighs;But the pang ...
CrowI detest the Carrion Crow!(He's a raven, don't you know?)He's a greedy glutton, also, and a ghoul,And his sanctimonious cawRubs ...
Sour fiend, go home and tell the PitFor once you met your master, —A man who carried in his soulThree ...
To the memory of Frank Littlehanged at MidnightI Six men drove up to his house at midnight, and woke the ...
St. Regimund, e'er he became a saint,Was much imbued with vulgar earthly taint;E'er he renounced the honors of a KnightAnd ...
FISH, oh Fish,So little matters!Whether the waters rise and cover the earthOr whether the waters wilt in the hollow places,All ...
THE DUST of a thousand roads, the greaseAnd grime of slums, were on his face;The fangs of hunger and diseaseUpon ...
WHEN did you start your tricksMonsieur?What do you stand on such high legs for?Why this length of shredded shankYou exaltation?Is ...
Wild years that are to be The sad completion of my weary life, In ghostly mantles of despairing strife Your ...
CrowI detest the Carrion Crow!(He's a raven, don't you know?) He's a greedy glutton, also, and a ghoul,And his sanctimonious ...
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
"OH, when I was a little Ghost, A merry time had we! Each seated on his favourite post, We chumped ...
ONE winter night, at half-past nine, Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy, I had come home, too late to dine, ...
Down by the flash of the restless water The dim White Ship like a white bird lay; Laughing at life ...
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