Resipiscentia (Constance Naden Poems)
Ye must be born again. FIRST VOICE.GOOD morrow, comrade! Whence that look elate? Where are thy sins and fears, a ...
Ye must be born again. FIRST VOICE.GOOD morrow, comrade! Whence that look elate? Where are thy sins and fears, a ...
WHEN Jacob 's sons to Egypt went,To purchase food their sole intent,Which of the ten did Joseph bind,And from the ...
One, dressed in purple and linen,Sat at his ease, in state;The other, a leprous beggar,Lay at the rich man's gate:Dainty ...
Once, and but once found in thy company, All thy supposed escapes are laid on me; And as a thief ...
Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven courts ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, and leaves of brown islands stick to the rim of ...
Moist, moist, the heat leaking through the hinges, sun baking the roof like a pie and I and thou and ...
Here, down between the dusty trees, At this lank edge of haggard wood, Women with labour-loosened knees, With gaunt backs ...
Fire and wild light of hope and doubt and fear, Wind of swift change, and clouds and hours that veer ...
Their strength had fed on this when Death's white arms Came sleeved in vapors and miasmal dew, Curling across the ...
Past ash cans and alley cats, Fetid. overflowing gutters, Leprous lines of rancid flats Where the frowsy linen flutters; With ...
This is the yarn he told me As we sat in Casey's Bar, That Rooshun mug who scammed from the ...
They threw me from the gates: my matted hair Was dank with dungeon wetness; my spent frame O'erlaid with marish ...
CANTO IIII To sinfull house of Pride, Duessa guides the faithfull knight, Where brothers death to wreak Sansjoy doth chalenge ...
I Flat as a drum-head stretch the haggard snows; The mighty skies are palisades of light; The stars are blurred; ...
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so ...
I weep for Adonais -he is dead! O, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds ...
I It was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw ...
IT was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw to ...
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