To The Visions Of Fancy (Ann Radcliffe Poems)
Dear, wild illusions of creative mind! Whose varying hues arise to Fancy's art,And by her magic force are swift combin'd ...
Dear, wild illusions of creative mind! Whose varying hues arise to Fancy's art,And by her magic force are swift combin'd ...
THE forms that in our life's reflecting glass Confront the passive consciousness alone, Are as unmated blossoms, hardly blown, Ere ...
LXIVRoll the grand harmonies which finite mind Can neither reason of nor understand, Thou instrument, on which a higher hand ...
Within the wind, my untaught ear The voice of Deity can hear,And in the fleeting cloud discern His movements, vast ...
This is a true poem about a very special boy whose short life brought so much love and beauty to ...
If you meet literature from Africa Or even their mentors In such works You realize a trait of madness Pumping ...
Seemingly submissive words, words of humility to our ears Words of power, provocative, creative turning the table on power making ...
Her grandmother commented on her drawing, her sketchpad in her lap sitting on the porch step I commented that she ...
There was symmetry, balance in the telling of the story around the fire of the connection of the four races ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
It's a ruling from the field of pain (devoid of antique nave, a judgement process aptly named 'benefit of doubt'); ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
STATES! Were you looking to be held together by the lawyers? By an agreement on a paper? Or by arms? ...
You call me an angel of love and of light, A being of goodness and heavenly fire, Sent out from ...
(or 'Huddersfield the Second Poetry Capital of England Re-visited') What was it Janice Simmons said to me as James lay ...
for Ken Kesey and his merry pranksters in a bus called 'Further...' Dear _______ and here's where the problem begins ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough, Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime, With ...
Fear, like a living fire that only death Might one day cool, had now in Avon's eyes Been witness for ...
When the brethren heard of us, they came to meet us as far as Appii Forum, and The Three Taverns.-(Acts ...
Chill penury repress'd his noble rage, And froze the genial current of his soul. GRAY. IF GRIEF can deprecate the ...
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