Nothing Special (Zbigniew Herbert Poems)
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nothing specialboards paintnails pastepaper stringmr artistbuilds a worldnot from atomsbut from remnantsforest of ardenfrom umbrellaionian seafrom parkers quinkjust as long ...
I. Like the sweet Naiad of the Grecian's dreams,A Spirit born of Song — unseen, all-seeing—Lives deep within our dark ...
Oh! hideous fiend, of form uncouth, With jaundic'd eye, and canker'd tooth, Fell Envy, why dost thou profane The labours ...
Hail to thee, mountain beloved, with thy glittering purple-dyed summit! Hail to thee also, fair sun, looking so lovingly ...
I pray you this my song to takeNot scornfully, for Boyhood's sake;It is the last, until the dayWhen your kind ...
EdwardHist, William! hist! what means that air so gay?Thy looks, thy dress, bespeak some holiday:Thy hat is brushed; thy hands, ...
BEAUTIFUL Spirit! that didst guard of eldThe song-inspiring fount of Castalie-Thou, unto whom supremacy is givenAnd sway o'er realms of ...
In visions countless as the golden motes That dance upon the sun's earth-kissing beams, A phantom haunts my ...
Linger no more, my beloved, by abbey and cell and cathedral;Mourn not for holy ones mourning of old them who ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Wash of cold river in a glacial land, Ionian water, chill, snow-ribbed sand, drift of rare flowers, clear, with delicate ...
Nay, let us walk from fire unto fire, From passionate pain to deadlier delight, - I am too young to ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell. I said, "O Soul, make merry ...
Hail to thee, mountain beloved, with thy glittering purple-dyed summit! Hail to thee also, fair sun, looking so lovingly on! ...
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
Emily, A ship is floating in the harbour now, A wind is hovering o'er the mountain's brow; There is a ...
Two, of course there are two. It seems perfectly natural now-- The one who never looks up, whose eyes are ...
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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