The Dance Of The Seven Sins (Arthur Symons Poems)
THE BODY Call in the dancers. THE SOUL All is vain. We live, and living is the pain We die ...
THE BODY Call in the dancers. THE SOUL All is vain. We live, and living is the pain We die ...
First-born of the creating Voice!Minister of God's Spirit, who wast sentWaiting upon him first, what time he wentMoving about mid ...
While others sing the fortune of the great, Empire and arms, and all the pomp of state; With Britain's hero ...
LYSANDER.THE sun had thrown its noontide ray Amid the flowers, and scorch'd the plains, Which panted for refreshing rains; While ...
Go! woo the sweet South-wind, vain man!The south-wind capricious and gay, To be steadfast and constant and true,-if you can,-To ...
ON the bank of the river, in the row of cranes,That one drooped its head,Put its beak under its wing, ...
Arise, and call her blessed,—seventy years!Each one a tongue to speak for her, who needsNo poor device of ours to ...
IF, when the Spirit quits her clay-built cell,With incorporeal essences to dwell,Attachments form'd on earth their force retain,And with increasing ...
Our souls are the deserts of sorrow, Our hearts are the ashes of hope, And madly from gladness we ...
"SINCE to hope for true love is but folly, And woman's the plaything of man, My soul sinks in deep ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
NO master sage, nor orator I know, Who can success, like gentle Cupid show; His ways and arguments are pleasing ...
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
THAT which eludes this verse and any verse, Unheard by sharpest ear, unform'd in clearest eye or cunningest mind, Nor ...
SOMETIMES with one I love, I fill myself with rage, for fear I effuse unreturn'd love; But now I think ...
Gazing to gold seraph wing, With wistful wonder in my eyes, A blue-behinded ape, I swing Upon the palms of ...
I. Dark was the dawn, and o'er the deep The boist'rous whirlwinds blew; The Sea-bird wheel'd its circling sweep, And ...
We crossed to the other side, the burgee of the boat ceased flapping and lagged behind like a dead wing. ...
To say that she came into me, from another world, is not true. Nothing comes into the universe and nothing ...
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