Poems about jackals (21 Poems)
“He Said, Don’t Sleep” (Rabbi Adonim Halevi Poems)
He said, “Don’t sleep. Drink old winewith myrrh and lilies, henna and aloes,in an orchard of pomegranates, palm, and vinesfull of pleasant plants and tamarisks, to the hum of fountainsand the throb of lutes,to the sound of singers, flutes, and … Continue reading
The Desecraters (Gilbert Keith Chesterton Poems)
Witness all: that unrepenting, Feathers flying, music high,I go down to death unshaken By your mean philosophy. For your wages, take my body, That at least to you I leave;Set the sulky plumes upon it, Bid the grinning mummers grieve. Stand in silence: steep … Continue reading
The Light of Asia: Book the Fifth (Edwin Arnold Poems)
Round Rajagriha five fair hills arose,Guarding King Bimbas?ra’s sylvan town:Baibh?ra green with lemon-grass and palms;Bipulla, at whose foot thin SarsutiSteals with warm ripple; shadowy Tapovan,Whose steaming pools mirror black rocks, which oozeSovereign earth-butter from their rugged roofsSouth-east the vulture-peak Sail?giri;And … Continue reading
The Light of Asia: Book the Fourth (Edwin Arnold Poems)
But when the days were numbered, then befellThe parting of our Lord — which was to be —Whereby came wailing in the Golden Home,Woe to the King and sorrow o’er the land,But for all flesh deliverance, and that LawWhich — … Continue reading
Grisma; Or The Season Of Heat (Edwin Arnold Poems)
With fierce noons beaming, moons of glory gleaming, Full conduits streaming, where fair bathers lie, With sunsets splendid, when the strong day, ended, Melts into peace, like a tired lover’s sigh– So … Continue reading
Eclogue Of The Shepherd And The Townie (Anthony Hecht Poems)
SHEPHERD Not the blue-fountained Florida hotel, Bell-capped, bellevued, straight-jacketed and decked With chromium palms and a fromage of moon, Not goodnight chocolates, nor the soothing slide Of hu?tres and sentinel straight-up martinis, Neither the yacht heraldic nor the stretch Limos … Continue reading
The Hungry Forties (F W Moorman Poems)
Thou wants my vote, young man wi’ t’ carpet-bags, Weel, sit thee down, an’ hark what I’ve to say.It’s noan so varry oft wer kitchen flags Are mucked by real live lords down Yelland(1) way. I’ve read thy … Continue reading
The Pitiful Young Prince (Du Fu Poems)
Hooded crows fly at night over the walls of Chang’an,uttering harsh cries above Welcoming Autumn Gate,then head for people’s houses, pecking at the lofty roofs,roofs beneath which high officials scurry to escape barbarians.The golden whip is … Continue reading
Tennyson (Arthur Weir Poems)
The noble lion groweth old, The weight of years his eyesight dims, And strength deserts his mighty limbs,His once warm blood runs slow and cold. The sunlight of another day Slants through the jungle’s tangled mass; He marks the shadows, … Continue reading
The Fight at Eureka Stockade (Henry Lawson Poem)
“Was I at Eureka?” His figure was drawn to a youthful height, And a flood of proud recollections made the fire in his grey eyes bright; With pleasure they lighted and glisten’d, tho’ the digger was grizzled and old, And … Continue reading