Notes On Vision (James Douglas Morrison Poems)
Look where we worship. We all live in the city.The city forms- often physically, but inevitablypsychically- a circle. A Game. ...
Look where we worship. We all live in the city.The city forms- often physically, but inevitablypsychically- a circle. A Game. ...
Now, round the yielding canopy of shade,Again the Guide his heavenly power display'd.Sudden, the stars their trembling fires withdrew,Returning splendors ...
Yet bold attempt and dangerous, said I,Upon these kinde of men such chance to try,By nature inhumaine, much given to ...
Above the head of great MethuselahThere lay two demons in the opened roofInvisible, and gathered up his words;For when the ...
Now when Dawn in robe of saffron was hasting from the streams ofOceanus, to bring light to mortals and immortals, ...
The labours of the plough, the various toilsThat, still returning with the changeful year,Demand the husbandman's and cottar's care;The joys ...
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore,Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store;Each FAIR, with anxious look, ...
'Tis morning over Norridgewock, —On tree and wigwam, wave and rock.Bathed in the autumnal sunshine, stirredAt intervals by breeze and ...
The wasting thistle whitens on my crest,The barren grasses blow upon my spear,A green, pale pennon: blazon of wild faithAnd ...
But shall we take the Muse abroad,To drop her idly on the road,And leave our subject in the middle,As Butler ...
DEPARTED shade of MARY, much reproach'd,How oft I've view'd thy sufferings severe,With faults contrasted: in my mind revolv'd,And them arranged ...
I believe there are fewBut have heard of a Jew,Named Shylock, of Venice, as arrant a 'screw'In money transactions as ...
I hed it on my min' las' time, when I to write ye started,To tech the leadin' featurs o' my ...
As we arrived at our Lady's Steps,Incontinent all men reversed their caps,Bidding us welcome home, and joining hand,They ask from ...
I.1EVEN as water to him who thirsts wayfaring, dust-dry and burning,After sore heat and long stumbling in courses with never ...
I.But now the second Morning, from her bow'r,Began to glister in her beams, and nowThe roses of the day began ...
WHAT secret charm, long whispering in mine ear,Allures, attracts, compels, and chains me here,Where murmuring echoes call me to resignTheir ...
HERE by this midland lake, the sand-shored waterThat pulses with no sea-tide heart, where the grainOf a nation pauses on ...
This time is equal to all time that's goneOf like extent, nor heeds to hide its faceBefore the future: each ...
Thus all were satisfied, and day by day,For two sweet years a happy course was theirs;Happy, but yet the fortunate, ...
TO THE EDITORS OF THE ATLANTIC MONTHLYI love to start out arter night's begun,An' all the chores about the farm ...
Upon a time, before the faery broodsDrove Nymph and Satyr from the prosperous woods,Before King Oberon's bright diadem,Sceptre, and mantle, ...
IA heap of bare and splintery cragsTumbled about by lightning and frost,With rifts and chasms and storm-bleached jags,That wait and ...
Follows a starry nightWhere in the talk of man and spirit we seeForeproven, the all--grasping mind's inordinate loveFor marvels, mysteries, ...
IOf men, nay beasts; worse, monsters; worst of all,Incarnate fiends, English Italianate;Of priests, O no! mass-priests, priests-cannibal,Who make their Maker, ...
A POEM IN THREE CANTOS Canto I Ye Alps audacious, through the heavens that rise,To cramp the day and hide me from ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers,How many round attribute all their cares!In these howe'er I never can believe,And ...
I.A Golden House on golden columns raised,In redly tinted skies bespangled blazed;With opening doors diffused a gladsome light,And glorious gleams ...
When summer's hot and sultry raysAre burdening our summer days,And men and beast are sore oppress'd,And vainly sigh and pant ...
PART I.Oh! that folk wad weel consider What it is to tyne a--name,What this warld is a' thegither, If bereft o' honest ...
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