A Ballade Of Home (Enid Derham Poems)
LET others prate of Greece and Rome, And towns where they may never be,The muse should wander nearer home. ...
LET others prate of Greece and Rome, And towns where they may never be,The muse should wander nearer home. ...
A VOLCANO in Iceland I seek, And another on Sicily's plain,With a trading town standing to Hereford ...
994Partake as doth the Bee,Abstemiously.The Rose is an Estate-In Sicily.(Emily Dickinson)
A snake came to my water-trough On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat, To drink ...
There was a strife 'twixt man and maid-- Oh, that was at the birth of time! But what befell 'twixt ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
On the sea-shore, smell of iodine, and square as in Sicily, and dancing. An intellectual that came from the common ...
Volcanoes be in Sicily And South America I judge from my Geography -- Volcanos nearer here A Lava step at ...
Partake as doth the Bee, Abstemiously. The Rose is an Estate -- In Sicily. (Emily Dickinson)
With words, with countenance, and with manners I shall build an excellent panoply; and in this way I shall face ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
O singer of Persephone! In the dim meadows desolate Dost thou remember Sicily? Still through the ivy flits the bee ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
Ah me! How hard is destiny! If we could only know. . . . I bought my son from Sicily ...
Of all the boys with whom I fought In Africa and Sicily, Bill was the bravest of the lot In ...
And here face down beneath the sun And here upon earth's noonward height To feel the always coming on The ...
Aye, but she? Your other sister and my other soul Grave Silence, lovelier Than the three loveliest maidens, what of ...
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