The Calm (John Donne Poems)
Our storm is past, and that storm's tyrannous rage, A stupid calm, but nothing it, doth 'suage. The fable is inverted, and ...
Our storm is past, and that storm's tyrannous rage, A stupid calm, but nothing it, doth 'suage. The fable is inverted, and ...
Since I've been in jailthe world has turned around the sun ten timesAnd if you ask the earth, it will ...
Seven days accomplished,--unto Pharaoh's court The sons of Amram went; by Voice Divine Commanded; and, in presence of the king, ...
WAINAMOINEN'S WEDDING-SONGS.At the home of IlmarinenLong had they been watching, waiting,For the coming of the blacksmith,With his bride from Sariola.Weary ...
OSMOTAR THE BRIDE-ADVISERNow the bride must be instructed,Who will teach the Maid of Beauty,Who instruct the Rainbow-daughter?Osmotar, the wisdom-maiden,Kalew's fair ...
THE BRIDE'S FAREWELL.When the marriage was completed,When the many guests had feasted,At the wedding of the Northland,At the Dismal-land carousal,Spake ...
KULLERWOINEN'S VICTORY AND DEATH.Kullerwionen, wicked wizard,In his purple-colored stockings,Now prepares himself for battle;Grinds a long time on his broadsword,Sharpens well ...
IMy closest and dearest!From the first day I saw youFrom the top of the market-house,My eyes gave heed to you,My ...
CHARACTERSThe Father. The Child. Death. Angels. Two Travellers. * ...
Live or die, but don't poison everything… Well, death's been here for a long time — it has a hell ...
A poet is not a jukebox, so don't tell me what to write. I read a dear friend a poem ...
Moses sought again the presence of the king:And Pharaoh's brow grew dark with wrath,And rising up in angry haste, he ...
Where Feathertop frowns thro' the winter scud, Where Buffalo broods on high,Dwells she, a lass of royal blood, And a ...
Dont ask me for the same love, my sweetheartI thought that life was radiant because of youWhy complain of worldly ...
Do not ask, my love, for the love we had before: You existed, I told myself, so all existence shone, ...
For Heinrich Blucher and Hannah Arendt Composed in the Tower before his execution These moving verses, and being brought at ...
The swallow of summer, she toils all the summer, A blue-dark knot of glittering voltage, A whiplash swimmer, a fish ...
The Work of Her that went, The Toil of Fellows done -- In Ovens green our Mother bakes, By Fires ...
Live or die, but don't poison everything... Well, death's been here for a long time -- it has a hell ...
SMOKE of the fields in spring is one, Smoke of the leaves in autumn another. Smoke of a steel-mill roof ...
The Sunday lamb cracks in its fat. The fat Sacrifices its opacity. . . . A window, holy gold. The ...
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