Book III – Part 03 – The Soul is Mortal (Lucretius Poems)
Now come: that thou mayst able be to knowThat minds and the light souls of all that liveHave mortal birth ...
Now come: that thou mayst able be to knowThat minds and the light souls of all that liveHave mortal birth ...
Mother.Well, Frances.Frances.Well, good mother, how are you?M. I'm hearty, lass, but warm; the weather's warm:I think 'tis mostly warm on ...
This was a city once: women lived here;Their voices were low to their lovers, o'nights by the murmuring waters;Their hands ...
ROLY POLY'S just awakened,Wakened in his cosy bed,All his dainty ringlets tumbledO'er his shoulders, and his head:Roly Poly's cheeks are ...
Pap he allus ust to say, "Chris'mus comes but onc't a year!"Liked to hear him that-a-way, In his old split-bottomed cheerBy the ...
THEY were Methodists twain, of the ancient school,Who always followed the wholesome ruleThat whenever the preacher in meeting saidAught that ...
Hark, the storm is raging high; Beat the breakers on the coast,And the wintry waters cry Like the wailing of a ghost.On ...
ICANDLES toppling sideways in tomato cans Sputter and sizzle at head and foot. The gaudy patterns of a patch-work quilt ...
(_A Dramatic Fantasy_) Dealing with: _Boadicea_, queen of the Britons. _Lamora_, a ...
In the streets of Constance was heard the shout, ``Masters! bring the arch—heretic out!'' The stake had been planted, the ...
Drip, drip, drip! It tinkles on the fly- The pitiless outpouring of an overburdened sky: Each drooping frond of pine ...
Let me sail to the southward and follow once moreDown the great circle course where the latitudes roar;Where the wind-breasted ...
Tide be runnin' the great world over:'Twas only last June month I mind that weWas thinkin' the toss and the ...
August 14th, 1914 Into the brazen, burnished sky, the cry hurls itself. The zigzagging cry of hoarse throats, it floats ...
is what we called her. The story was that her father had thrown Drano at her which was probably true, ...
I watched the winter light die from the bridge, the sky a sinking empire's battleship, ice floes' jagged edges clink ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
No, Bill, I'm not a-spooning out no patriotic tosh (The cove be'ind the sandbags ain't a death-or-glory cuss). And though ...
SMOKE of the fields in spring is one, Smoke of the leaves in autumn another. Smoke of a steel-mill roof ...
IT is something to face the sun and know you are free. To hold your head in the shafts of ...
NANCY HANKS dreams by the fire; Dreams, and the logs sputter, And the yellow tongues climb. Red lines lick their ...
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