Written In Hell (Cale Young Rice Poems)
(_By Sir Giles, whom the Witch of Urm leads to Judas Iscariot_) Against a castle moated gloomily by a bitter ...
(_By Sir Giles, whom the Witch of Urm leads to Judas Iscariot_) Against a castle moated gloomily by a bitter ...
With blackest moss the flower-plots Were thickly crusted, one and all: The rusted nails fell from the knots That held ...
A WALL, a bastion,A living forehead with its slow whorl of hairAnd a bull's large, sombre, glancing eyeAnd glistening, adhesive ...
OH ! build me a hut, where that blue-streaming river Winds placidly through the green valleys of CRAY ;Where high ...
DOWN-SLIPPING Time, sweet, swift, and shallow stream, Here, like a boulder, lies this afternoon Across your eager flow. So you ...
I KNOW not how it is, I have the knack, In lazy moods, of seeking no excuse; But holding that ...
Live not with thy head showing in the clouds,Thou art by birth the offspring of this earth,The stream that passed ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
The curlew and the heron call, the hissing mud and whispering wings beat eery through the idle air until the ...
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
Much wine had passed, with grave discourse Of who fucks who, and who does worse (Such as you usually do ...
WITH BLACKEST moss the flower-plots Were thickly crusted, one and all: The rusted nails fell from the knots That held ...
Let Elizur rejoice with the Partridge, who is a prisoner of state and is proud of his keepers. Let Shedeur ...
To be a bony feed Sourdough You must, by Yukon Law, Have killed a moose, And robbed a sluice, AND ...
You've heard of Belching Billy, likewise known as Windy Bill, As punk a chunk of Yukon scum as ever robbed ...
When Chewed-ear Jenkins got hitched up to Guinneyveer McGee, His flowin' locks, ye recollect, wuz frivolous an' free; But in ...
Now light the candles; one; two; there's a moth; What silly beggars they are to blunder in And scorch their ...
Over the borders, a sin without pardon, Breaking the branches and crawling below, Out through the breach in the wall ...
Water in the millrace, through a sluice of stone, plunges headlong into that black pond where, absurd and out-of-season, a ...
How wisely Nature did decree, With the same Eyes to weep and see! That, having view'd the object vain, They ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
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