The Heroic Enthusiasts: Part 2: Fourth Dialogue (Giordano Bruno Poems)
_Interlocutors_:SEVERINO. MINUTOLO.SEV. You will see the origin of the nine blind men, who state ninereasons and special causes of their ...
_Interlocutors_:SEVERINO. MINUTOLO.SEV. You will see the origin of the nine blind men, who state ninereasons and special causes of their ...
Man is a creature of a thousand whims;The slave of hope and fear and circumstance.Through toil and martyrdom a million ...
MARICONDO. Here you see a flaming yoke enveloped in knots round which iswritten: Levius aura; which means that Divine love ...
As I sit beside my little study window, looking downFrom the heights of contemplation (attic front) upon the town(Attic front, ...
YES! the vacant chairs tell sadly we are going, going fast,And the thought comes strangely o'er me, who will live ...
I will not build on yonder mount;And, should you call me to account,Consulting with myself, I findIt was no levity ...
'Whether, as the intensity of seeing increases, one's distance from Them, the people, does not also increase'I know, of course ...
FULL of songs he woke one morning,Every song a weighty wonderHolding universal beingNewly dressed in words of thunder."Men shall hear ...
This Earth the king saidLooking at the ground;This England. But we driveA Sunday paradiseOf parkway, trees flow into trees and ...
You are going to ask: and where are the lilacs?and the poppy-petalled metaphysics?and the rain repeatedly spatteringits words and drilling ...
The little quids, the million quids,The everywhere, everything, always quids,The atoms of the Monoton-Each turned three essences where it stoodAnd ...
I should be dumb before thee, feathered sage!And gaze upon thy phiz with solemn awe,But for a most audacious wish ...
I walk home at August moonrisepast a bright window.Inside the rooman old woman sees the full moonand turns off the ...
My shadow, penetrated by dewy pastures,by constellations imprisoned in farmhouses,the breathing of sleeping menin their temporary tombs,advances down a road ...
THE GENTLEMAN FARMER.Gwyn was a farmer, whom the farmers all,Who dwelt around, "the Gentleman" would call;Whether in pure humility or ...
Yet, yet a moment, one dim ray of light Indulge, dread Chaos, and eternal Night!Of darkness visible so much be ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he seesThe soft blue starlight through the one small window,The moon above black ...
IA pleasant golden light fills all the chamber where I sit,the amber curtains close are drawn, and shadows o'er then ...
Why are you running so fast hither and thitherChasing midges or butterflies?Some of you are standing solemnly scratching for grubs;Some ...
(Robert Frost, 1875-1963) Whose wood this is I think I know:He made it sacred long ago:He will expect me, far ...
A bit of metaphysics or a psychologic catchWill sit upon my breast all day and scratch and scratch andscratch. Now ...
The little quids, the million quids, The everywhere, everything, always quids, The atoms of the Monoton- Each turned three essences ...
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
AND now, gentlemen, A word I give to remain in your memories and minds, As base, and finale too, for ...
Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by ...
(Robert Frost, 1875-1963) Whose wood this is I think I know: He made it sacred long ago: He will expect ...
Science, that simple saint, cannot be bothered Figuring what anything is for: Enough for her devotions that things are And ...
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