When Sheridan Hurled The Discus (Joseph Ignatius Constantine Clarke Poems)
"Pinch me; ay, punch me, for fear I m not sitting here reading the paper.Sure as the sun in the ...
"Pinch me; ay, punch me, for fear I m not sitting here reading the paper.Sure as the sun in the ...
Ye careful Angels, whom eternal FateOrdains, on Earth and human Acts to wait;Who turn with secret Pow'r this restless Ball,And ...
I PESSIMIST There is never a thing we dream or do But was dreamed and done in the ages gone; Everything's old; there is ...
He said there was on earth no fairer sightThan April shadows from the tall green flagsWe taunted him with overflows ...
And Zetland where, betimes, some ruthless wightScaling the scaur, in sport the nests despoilsOf auk or gull; they, crowding clamorous ...
The wild oxalis Among the valleys Lifts up its chalice Of pink and pearl; And, balsam-breathing, From out their sheathing, The myriad wreathing Green leaves uncurl. The whole ...
Nicotia, dearer to the MuseThan all the grape's bewildering juice,We worship, unforbid of thee;And as her incense floats and curlsIn ...
Is it illusion? or does there a spirit from perfecter ages, Here, even yet, amid loss, change, and corruption abide? ...
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
Harun Omar and Master Hafiz keep your dead beautiful ladies. Mine is a little lovelier than any of your ladies ...
Out of the heart of the city begottenOf the labour of men and their manifold hands,Whose souls, that were sprung ...
LIGHTLY she lifts the large, pure, luminous shell, Poises it in her strong and shapely ...
Here in the midnight, where the dark mainland and islandShadows mingle in shadow deeper, profounder,Sing we the hymns of the ...
BESIDE the Indian seas,Hid in a sloping vale,Candulla dwelt, a maid,White as a wandering sailThat yields now to the breeze,Now ...
(For D. C. T., Killed at Fricourt, March, 1916) Yet once an earlier David took Smooth pebbles from the brook: ...
Because I was content with these poor fields, Low open meads, slender and sluggish streams, And found a home in ...
El Arabi! El Arabi! Burn in thy brilliance, mine own! O Beautiful! O Barbarous! Seductive as a serpent is That ...
El Arabi! El Arabi! Burn in thy brilliance, mine own! O Beautiful! O Barbarous! Seductive as a serpent is That ...
Now the declining sun 'gan downwards bend From higher heavens, and from his locks did send A milder flame, when ...
Here in the midnight, where the dark mainland and island Shadows mingle in shadow deeper, profounder, Sing we the hymns ...
Sometimes in morning sunlights by the river Where in the early fall long grasses wave, Light winds from over the ...
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