The Pleasure of Princes (Alec Derwent Hope Poem)
What pleasures have great princes? These: to know Themselves reputed mad with pride or power; To speak few words -- ...
What pleasures have great princes? These: to know Themselves reputed mad with pride or power; To speak few words -- ...
Gliding through the still air, he made no sound; Wing-shod and deft, dropped almost at her feet, And searched the ...
What did I study in your School of Night? When your mouth's first unfathomable yes Opened your body to be ...
At noon thepaper tigers roar -- Miroslav Holub The paper tigers roar at noon; The sun is hot, the sun ...
Year after year the princess lies asleep Until the hundred years foretold are done, Easily drawing her enchanted breath. Caught ...
This was the gods' god, The leashed divinity, Divine divining rod And Me within the me. By mindlight tower and ...
When, darkly brooding on this Modern Age, The journalist with his marketable woes Fills up once more the inevitable page ...
He that is filthy let him be filthy still. Rev. 22.11 Like John on Patmos, brooding on the Four Last ...
Now the heart sings with all its thousand voices To hear this city of cells, my body, sing. The tree ...
Make no mistake; there will be no forgiveness; No voice can harm you and no hand will save; Fenced by ...
A piece of bone, found at Trondhjem in 1901, with the following runic inscription (about A.D. 1050) cut on it: ...
Reading the menu at the morning service: - Iced Venusberg perhaps, or buttered bum - Orders the usual sex-ersatz, and, ...
To be put on the train and kissed and given my ticket, Then the station slid backward, the shops and ...
For every bird there is this last migration; Once more the cooling year kindles her heart; With a warm passage ...
A Nation of trees, drab green and desolate grey In the field uniform of modern wars, Darkens her hills, those ...
He that is filthy let him be filthy still. Rev. 22.11 Like John on Patmos, brooding on the Four Last ...
I sing of the decline of Henry Clay Who loved a white girl of uncommon size. Although a small man ...
Crossing the frontier they were stopped in time, Told, quite politely, they would have to wait: Passports in order, nothing ...
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