Circe (Ivan Bunin Poems)
On a tripod the goddess sits, gazingAt herself in a mirror propped close:Red-gold tresses, a perfect Greek nose,Sea-green eyes like ...
On a tripod the goddess sits, gazingAt herself in a mirror propped close:Red-gold tresses, a perfect Greek nose,Sea-green eyes like ...
AIRILY, fairily, over the meadows,Over the broom-grasses waving and gay,O! see how it shimmers,How wavers and glimmers,Flying, and flying away.Hastefully, ...
A gentle spring evening arrivesairily, unclouded by worldly dust.Three times the bell tolls echoes like a wave.We see heaven upside-down ...
On the next morrow, early, rose the king; And sat upon his throne: at his right hand, The heroic queen: ...
King Arthur made new knights to fill the gapLeft by the Holy Quest; and as he satIn hall at old ...
The floods were out. Far as the boundOf sight was one stupendous roundOf flat and sluggish crawling water!As, from a ...
Hunters are fretting, and hacks in a lather, Sportsmen arriving from left and from right; Bridle-roads bringing them, see how ...
IO wonderful and wing?d flower,That hoverest in the garden-close,Finding, in mazes of the rose,The rapture of a summer hour !O ...
In Vision are the centuries rolled back; The dead Past lives again. I breathe the air Of the young world; ...
But see! . . . the body does not sink; It rides upon the tide (A starbeam on the dagger's ...
The harsh King—Winter—sat upon the hills, And reigned and ruled the earth right royally. He locked the rivers, ...
From thy far sources, 'mid mountains airily climbing, Pass to the rich lowland, thou busy sunny river;Murmuring once, dimpling, ...
Trailing the last gleam after,In the valleys emptied of light,Ripples a whimsical laughterUnder the wings of the night.Mocking the faded ...
Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
Chequer'd with woven shadows as I lay Among the grass, blinking the watery gleam, I saw an Echo-Spirit in his ...
The band was playing a waltz-quadrille, I felt as light as a wind-blown feather, As we floated away, at the ...
King Arthur made new knights to fill the gap Left by the Holy Quest; and as he sat In hall ...
I dance in circles holding the moth of the marriage, thin, sticky, fluttering its skirts, its webs. The moth oozing ...
The leaves are falling one and one, Each like a life to me, As over-soonly in the sun They spiral ...
Superb and sole, upon a plumed spray That o'er the general leafage boldly grew, He summ'd the woods in song; ...
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