Elegiac Feelings American (Gregory Corso Poems)
1How inseparable you and the America you saw yet was neverthere to see; you and America, like the tree and ...
1How inseparable you and the America you saw yet was neverthere to see; you and America, like the tree and ...
There stands a City,-- neither large nor small,Its air and situation sweet and pretty;It matters very little -- if at ...
Season of darkness and contracted day, Inclement Winter, whose approaching foot Treads on the heel of Autumn, pause; nor strew With thy rude ...
(In her lodgings)To-day King HaraldMust hold his ting-peace;For Einar has hereFive hundred peasants.Our son EindrideSafeguards his father,Who goes in fearlessThe ...
YON coward, with the streaming hair,And visage, madden'd to despair,With step convuls'd, unsettled eye,And bosom lab'ring with a sigh,Is Guilt! ...
O BLINDED readers of the scroll of time,Think ye that freedom yields her hand to crime?Or the fair whiteness of ...
ACT V.SCENE I. A Room in Susskind's House. LIEBHAID, CLAIRE, REUBEN.LIEBHAID.The air hangs sultry as in mid-July.Look forth, Claire; moves ...
PROLOGUE. Woe! to the just occasion that compels My verse to satire, when my soul rebels; Must I, unskill'd her ...
ACT IV.SCENE I. The City Hall at Nordhausen. Deputies and Burghers assembling. To the right, at a table near the ...
God's armies of Heaven, with pinions extended,Spread wide their white arms to the standard of Light;And bending far down to ...
I make this in a warring absence whenEach ancient, stone-necked minute of love's seasonHarbours my anchored tongue, slips the quaystone,When, ...
NIGHT crawls over the lands betwixt AtlanticAnd that deep musical sea whom men call peaceful:The lanterns, visible dreams of men ...
To Ernest Brace "And when the seven thunders had uttered their voices, I was about to write: and I heard ...
So like a flower and a current of air the flow of water fleeting shadows the smile glimpsed at midnight ...
YOU felons on trial in courts; You convicts in prison-cells-you sentenced assassins, chain'd and hand-cuff'd with iron; Who am I, ...
The brave Geraint, a knight of Arthur's court, A tributary prince of Devon, one Of that great Order of the ...
The lone man gazed and gazed upon his gold, His sweat, his blood, the wage of weary days; But now ...
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