Convict Once – Part Third. (James Brunton Stephens Poems)
I.1IT was a fever, they tell me: to me 'twas a sleep and a waking;Yet not a sleep without dreams: ...
I.1IT was a fever, they tell me: to me 'twas a sleep and a waking;Yet not a sleep without dreams: ...
A desolate shore,The sinister seduction of the Moon,The menace of the irreclaimable Sea.Flaunting, tawdry and grim,From cloud to cloud along ...
What hard, bright Spirit sits beyond the stars,On what high seat beyond the round of space?With what benignant, what pernicious ...
Bring cypress, rosemary and rueFor him who kept his rudder true;Who held to right the people's will,And for whose foes ...
AN APOSTROPHE TO THE MOON.O, silvery moon, fair mistress of the night,Thou mellow, ever vaccilating orb,How many eons of unmeasured ...
I looked far in the future; down the dimEcholess avenue of silent years,And through the cold grey haze of Time ...
TUSCAN cypresses,What is it?Folded in like a dark thoughtFor which the language is lost,Tuscan cypresses,Is there a great secret?Are our ...
She lies, a grave disdain all her defence, Too imperturbable for scorn. She hears Only the murmur of the flowing ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
Once, after long-drawn revel at The Mermaid, He to the overbearing Boanerges Jonson, uttered (if half of it were liquor, ...
If the Led Striker call it a strike, Or the papers call it a war, They know not much what ...
Thy shadow, Earth, from Pole to Central Sea, Now steals along upon the Moon's meek shine In even monochrome and ...
Pet was never mourned as you, Purrer of the spotless hue, Plumy tail, and wistful gaze While you humoured our ...
They say the ice will hold so there I go, forced to believe them by my act of trusting people, ...
There is a section in my library for death and another for Irish history, a few shelves for the poetry ...
MAKE war songs out of these; Make chants that repeat and weave. Make rhythms up to the ragtime chatter of ...
I ASKED the Mayor of Gary about the 12-hour day and the 7-day week. And the Mayor of Gary answered ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
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