The Haglets (Herman Melville Poems)
By chapel bare, with walls sea-beatThe lichened urns in wilds are lostAbout a carved memorial stoneThat shows, decayed and coral-mossed,A ...
By chapel bare, with walls sea-beatThe lichened urns in wilds are lostAbout a carved memorial stoneThat shows, decayed and coral-mossed,A ...
Touched with compassion am I at the hour's agony,Knowing well the folly of anguish,Taking in the fulness of the empty ...
Touch me, mine ain!Touch me with a hand of loving.Let thy flesh bespeak me thy companionship.Behold, I am before thee ...
Never again,— till earth casts out her dead, And teeming ocean yields her recued prey,—A sight so full of hope, delight, ...
Fair Mother Earth lay on her back last night, To gaze her fill on Autumn's sunset skies, When at a ...
Consider Icarus, pasting those sticky wintgs on, testing that strange little tug at his shoulder blade, and think of that ...
I, proclaiming that there is Among birds or beasts or men One that is perfect or at peace. Danced on ...
Consider Icarus, pasting those sticky wintgs on, testing that strange little tug at his shoulder blade, and think of that ...
"We are false and evanescent, and aware of our deceit, From the straw that is our vitals to the clay ...
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