Sardius In His Pavilion With Altheetor (Maria Gowen Brooks Poems)
BENEATH that dome, reclined the youthful king,Upon a silver couch; and soothed to moodAs free and soft as perfumes from ...
BENEATH that dome, reclined the youthful king,Upon a silver couch; and soothed to moodAs free and soft as perfumes from ...
Tired of waiting, you burst your bonds, impatient flowers, beforethe winter had gone. Glimpses of the unseen comer reached yourwayside ...
II Keep me fully glad with nothing. Only take my hand in your hand. In the gloom of the deepening night take ...
Light, my light, the world-filling light,the eye-kissing light,heart-sweetening light!Ah, the light dances, my darling, at the center of my life;the ...
OF all the woodland flowers of earlier spring,These golden jasmines, each an air-hung bower.Meet for the Queen of Fairies' tiring ...
My God, the garden and its jasmines has been pleateduntil it's no larger than a happy little hand, playingwith the ...
But when the days were numbered, then befellThe parting of our Lord — which was to be —Whereby came wailing ...
DISPOSED to wed, e'en while you hasten, stay;There's great advantage in a small delay:Thus Ovid sang, and much the wise ...
DESCRIBE the Borough--though our idle tribeMay love description, can we so describe,That you shall fairly streets and buildings trace,And all ...
The theme of the traditional poet Was not of life. In the barren expanse of his imagination He conversed with ...
Midnight, beneath your sky,Where streaks of soft blue lieBetween the starry ranksLike rivers with white lilies on their banks,Frown not ...
Midnight, beneath your sky,Where streaks of soft blue lieBetween the starry ranksLike rivers with white lilies on their banks,Frown not ...
(Being Certain Fragments from Scheherazade's Songs in "The Thousand and One Nights")O Queen of Beauty, who hast conquered kings,O woman ...
In the wasteland of solitude, my love, quivershadows of your voice, illusions of your lips.In the wasteland of solitude, from ...
Come slowly, EdenLips unused to thee.Bashful, sip thy jasmines,As the fainting bee,Reaching late his flower,Round her chamber hums,Counts his nectars ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
Light, my light, the world-filling light, the eye-kissing light, heart-sweetening light! Ah, the light dances, my darling, at the center ...
Tired of waiting, you burst your bonds, impatient flowers, before the winter had gone. Glimpses of the unseen comer reached ...
Ah, these jasmines, these white jasmines! I seem to remember the first day when I filled my hands with these ...
Your scent is in the room. Swiftly it overwhelms and conquers me! Jasmines, night jasmines, perfect of perfume, Heavy with ...
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