Pulling a String (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Pulling a string one strand of the web the connectedness of life all of us together Pulling a string affecting ...
Pulling a string one strand of the web the connectedness of life all of us together Pulling a string affecting ...
Our lives together, all of us one part of the family woven in the web of life Needing to be ...
Not separate, alone each of us woven a thread in the web connected to all life All of creation part ...
Tremors in the web as we become separate acting as if alone not part of the web of life Our ...
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease Both names and titles, freely as they please. It costs them scarcely ...
Fair Youth! who wish the Wars may cease, We own you better form'd for Peace. Nor Pallas you, nor Mars ...
He reads my latest attempt at a poem and is silent for a long time, until it feels like that ...
In Ionia whence sprang old poets' fame, From whom that sea did first derive her name, The blessed bed whereon ...
Some, when in rhyme they of their loves do tell, With flames and lightnings their exordiums paint; Some call on ...
You brave heroic minds, Worthy your country's name, That honour still pursue, Go, and subdue, Whilst loit'ring hinds Lurke here ...
A witless gallant a young wench that woo'd (Yet his dull spirit her not one jot could move), Entreated me, ...
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
I first tasted under Apollo's lips, love and love sweetness, I, Evadne; my hair is made of crisp violets or ...
Can we not force from widow'd poetry, Now thou art dead (great Donne) one elegy To crown thy hearse? Why ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
Come to my arms --- is it eve? is it morn? Is Apollo awake? Is Diana reborn? Are the streams ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
Come to my arms --- is it eve? is it morn? Is Apollo awake? Is Diana reborn? Are the streams ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
I love the naked ages long ago When statues were gilded by Apollo, When men and women of agility Could ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
SHORTLY AFTER THE REVIVAL OF LEARNING IN EUROPE. Let us begin and carry up this corpse, Singing together. Leave we ...
Orpheus liked the glad personal quality Of the things beneath the sky. Of course, Eurydice was a part Of this. ...
THROUGH the black, rushing smoke-bursts, Thick breaks the red flame. All Etna heaves fiercely Her forest-clothed frame. Not here, O ...
Through the black, rushing smoke-bursts, Thick breaks the red flame. All Etna heaves fiercely Her forest-clothed frame. Not here, O ...
Through the black, rushing smoke-bursts, Thick breaks the red flame; All Etna heaves fiercely Her forest-clothed frame. Not here, O ...
WITH Pegasus upon a day, Apollo, weary flying, Through frosty hills the journey lay, On foot the way was plying. ...
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