The Quest (Denise Levertov Poem)
High, hollowed in green above the rocks of reason lies the crater lake whose ice the dreamer breaks to find ...
High, hollowed in green above the rocks of reason lies the crater lake whose ice the dreamer breaks to find ...
Playing her parchment moon Precosia comes along a watery path of laurels and crystal lights. The starless silence, fleeing from ...
Never stoops the soaring vulture On his quarry in the desert, On the sick or wounded bison, But another vulture, ...
1 Let observation with extensive view, 2 Survey mankind, from China to Peru; 3 Remark each anxious toil, each eager ...
'Twas in the prime of summer-time An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school: ...
The old woman across the way is whipping the boy again and shouting to the neighborhood her goodness and his ...
I "O Time, whence comes the Mother's moody look amid her labours, As of one who all unwittingly has wounded ...
WHEN through the nations stalks contagion wild, We from them cautiously should steal away. E'en I have oft with ling'ring ...
I am the lover's eyes, and the spirit's Wine, and the heart's nourishment. I am a rose. My heart opens ...
The still waters, the green pastures God calms the storms, the winds, the seas, crashing into our lives troubles of ...
In spite of all the learn'd have said; I still my old opinion keep, The posture, that we give the ...
THE Lombard princes oft pervade my mind; The present tale Boccace relates you'll find; Agiluf was the noble monarch's name; ...
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
YOUR name with ev'ry pleasure here I place, The last effusions of my muse to grace. O charming Phillis! may ...
POOR River, now thou'rt almost dry, What Nymph, or Swain, will near thee lie? Since brought, alas! to sad Decay, ...
Blest be the Man! his Memory at least, Who found the Art, thus to unfold his Breast, And taught succeeding ...
CUPID, ere depriv'd of Sight, Young and apt for all Delight, Met with Folly on the way, As Idle and ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
The Spirit lasts -- but in what mode -- Below, the Body speaks, But as the Spirit furnishes -- Apart, ...
A winged spark doth soar about -- I never met it near For Lightning it is oft mistook When nights ...
Since all, that beat about in Nature's range, Or veer or vanish ; why should'st thou remain The only constant ...
Love, indeed thy strength is mighty Thus, alone, such strife to bear -- Three 'gainst one, and never ceasing -- ...
What is she writing? Watch her now, How fast her fingers move ! How eagerly her youthful brow Is bent ...
Si credere dignum est.--Virgil, Georgics, III, 390 Oh, worthy of belief I hold it was, Virgil, your legend in those ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
THE LAZY mist hangs from the brow of the hill, Concealing the course of the dark-winding rill; How languid the ...
When silver snow decks Susan's clothes, And jewel hangs at th' shepherd's nose, The blushing bank is all my care, ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
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