Five Lives (Edward Rowland Sill Poems)
FIVE mites of monads dwelt in a round drop That twinkled on a leaf by a pool in the sun. ...
FIVE mites of monads dwelt in a round drop That twinkled on a leaf by a pool in the sun. ...
WERE there no crowns on earth, No evergreen to weave a hero's wreath, That he must pass beyond the gates ...
CRUEL and wild the battle: Great horses plunged and reared, And through dust-cloud and smoke-cloud, Blood-red with sunset's angry flush, ...
BURY it, and sift Dust upon its light,- Death must not be left, To offend the sight. Cover the old ...
HIS wheel of logic whirled and spun all day; All day he held his system, grinding it Finer and finer, ...
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