A Sea-Spell (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
HER lute hangs shadowed in the apple-tree, While flashing fingers weave the sweet-strung spell Between its chords; and as the ...
HER lute hangs shadowed in the apple-tree, While flashing fingers weave the sweet-strung spell Between its chords; and as the ...
When that dead face, bowered in the furthest years,Which once was all the life years held for thee,Can now scarce ...
Thou lovely and beloved, thou my love;Whose kiss seems still the first; whose summoning eyes,Even now, as for our love-world's ...
The fat lady came out first, tearing out roots and moistening drumskins. The fat lady who turns dying octopuses inside ...
What is unwisdom but the lusting after Longevity: to be old and full of days! For the vast and unremitting ...
Green little vaulter in the sunny grass, Catching your heart up at the feel of June, Sole voice that's heard ...
Runs falls rises stumbles on from darkness into darkness and the darkness thicketed with shapes of terror and the hunters ...
All crying, 'We will go with you, O Wind!' The foliage follow him, leaf and stem; But a sleep oppresses ...
I stayed the night for shelter at a farm Behind the mountains, with a mother and son, Two old-believers. They ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
Baudelaire considers you his brother, and Fielding calls out to you every few paragraphs as if to make sure you ...
I look for the way things will turn out spiralling from a center, the shape things will take to come ...
MOORING POSTS 1 The mooring posts marked on the South Leeds map Of 1908 still line the Aire's side, huge, ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
A New Version: 1980 What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Walt Whitman One Out ...
"The trumpet is a brilliant instrument." - Dietrich Buxtehude Come and come forth and come up from the cup of ...
(for Rona, Jeremy, Sam & Grace) All the lizards are asleep-- perched pagodas with tiny triangular tiles, each milky lid ...
DAME DOWSON, was a granny grey, Who, three score years and ten, Had pass'd her busy hours away, In talking ...
(After Pushkin) Look at the bare wood hand-waxed floor and long White dressing-gown, the good child's writing-desk And passionate cold ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
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