The Road Through Chaos (Alfred Noyes Poems)
I.There is one road, one only, to the Light: A narrow way, but Freedom walks therein;A straight, firm road through ...
I.There is one road, one only, to the Light: A narrow way, but Freedom walks therein;A straight, firm road through ...
"Behind the board fence at the banker's house The slender, tawn-gray creature starves and thirsts In agony of fear. A ...
Methought, through many years and lands, I sped along an arrowy flood,That leapt and lapt my face and hands, I ...
FROM THE FRENCH. I. "AH! say," the fair Louisa cried,"Say where the abode of Love is found?"Pervading nature, I replied,His ...
WITH streaming pennons, scorning sail and oar,With steady tramp and swift revolving wheel,And even pulse from throbbing heart of steel,She ...
We are the shaken slaves of Breath: For logic leaves the race unstirred; But cadence, and the vibrant word, Are ...
March wind roughClashed the trees,Flung the snow;Breaking stones,In the cold,Germans slowToiled and toiled;Arrowy sunGlanced and sprang,One right blitheGerman sang:Songs of ...
NOW soon, ah, very soon, I knowThe trumpets of the north will blow,And the great winds will come to bringThe ...
Green Snake, when I hung you round my neck and stroked your cold, pulsing throat as you hissed to me, ...
In his lodge beside a river, Close beside a frozen river, Sat an old man, sad and lonely. White his ...
Now the storm begins to lower, (Haste, the loom of Hell prepares!) Iron-sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darkened ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
Why was Cupid a boy, And why a boy was he? He should have been a girl, For aught that ...
March wind rough Clashed the trees, Flung the snow; Breaking stones, In the cold, Germans slow Toiled and toiled; Arrowy ...
Emily, A ship is floating in the harbour now, A wind is hovering o'er the mountain's brow; There is a ...
Inscribed to Colonel Banastre Tarleton] TRANSCENDENT VALOUR! godlike Pow'r! Lord of the dauntless breast, and stedfast mien! Who, rob'd in ...
Color of lemon, mango, peach, These storybook villas Still dream behind Shutters, thier balconies Fine as hand- Made lace, or ...
Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, Couched with her arms behind her golden head, Knees and tresses folded to ...
Give to imagination some pure light In human form to fix it, or you shame The devils with that hideous ...
So spake the Son of God; and Satan stood A while as mute, confounded what to say, What to reply, ...
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