Alma Venus! [Excerpt] (Bernard O Dowd Poems)
Trembling Creation's omnipresent sun,Immanent Harmonist, Whose rhythms run.Alike where midge pursues his swift romance,Or grave stars cluster for their midnight ...
Trembling Creation's omnipresent sun,Immanent Harmonist, Whose rhythms run.Alike where midge pursues his swift romance,Or grave stars cluster for their midnight ...
WHEN PHOEBUS tints the breezy lawn,AMANTOR hails the lovely dawn;That dawn, which sees him free again,Gay bounding o'er ...
IWhere the sun sinks through leagues of arid sky, Where the sun dies o'er leagues of arid plain,Where the dead ...
I know not why I love your baffling face,Or, lonely, to your cold caresses steal,Or what the charm persuades my ...
This is not June,--by Autumn's stratagemThou hast been ambushed in the chilly air; Upon thy fragile crest virginal fairThe rime ...
Can't is the worst word that's written or spoken; Doing more harm here than slander and lies; On it is ...
Variation on a Theme by CollinsLet the day glare: O memory, your treadBeats to the pulse of suffocating night-Night peering ...
'Tis past! we breathe! assuaged at lengthThe flames that drank our vital strength!Smote with intolerable heatNo more our throbbing temples ...
"THREE horsemen galloped the dusty way While sun and moon were both in the sky; An old crone crouched ...
The sun, a heavy spider, spins in the thirsty sky.The wind hides under cactus leaves, in doorway corners. Only the ...
NIGHT, ambushed in the darkling wood, Waited to seize the sleeping field, His sentinels the pine trees stood ...
Christian, seek not yet repose,Cast thy dreams of ease away;Thou art in the midst of foes:Watch and pray.Canaan has for ...
I know the days are heavy on thy hands, Thy lonely pillow wet with many a tear, Thy sad reflections ...
I Some day I will go to Aarhus To see his peat-brown head, The mild pods of his eye-lids, His ...
A man ambushed a stone. Caught it. Made it a prisoner. Put it in a dark room and stood guard ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
THEY say to me, thy clear and crystal eyes: "Why dost thou love me so, strange lover mine?" Be sweet, ...
Mist clogs the sunshine. Smoky dwarf houses Hem me round everywhere; A vague dejection Weighs down my soul. Yet, while ...
The sun, a heavy spider, spins in the thirsty sky. The wind hides under cactus leaves, in doorway corners. Only ...
HOW came this pigmy rabble spun, After the gods and kings of old, Upon a tapestry begun With threads of ...
'Twas in the year of 1874, and on New Year's Day, The British Army landed at Elmina without dismay, And ...
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