Obermann Once More (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
We cannot kindle when we will The fire which in the heart resides; The spirit bloweth and is still, In ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
I ask not that my bed of death From bands of greedy heirs be free; For these besiege the latest ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
Starspangled cowboy sauntering out of the almost- silly West, on your face a porcelain grin, tugging a papier-mache cactus on ...
Cruising these residential Sunday streets in dry August sunlight: what offends us is the sanities: the houses in pedantic rows, ...
The world is full of women who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself if they had the chance. ...
More and more frequently the edges of me dissolve and I become a wish to assimilate the world, including you, ...
Your lungs fill & spread themselves, wings of pink blood, and your bones empty themselves and become hollow. When you ...
I'm thinking about you. What else can I say? The palm trees on the reverse are a delusion; so is ...
The moment when, after many years of hard work and a long voyage you stand in the centre of your ...
You take my hand and I'm suddenly in a bad movie, it goes on and on and why am I ...
I would like to watch you sleeping, which may not happen. I would like to watch you, sleeping. I would ...
When I was young, I used to Watch behind the curtains As men walked up and down the street. Wino ...
We are resolved into the supreme air, We are made one with what we touch and see, With our heart’s ...
With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does ...
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