Fungi From Yuggoth (Howard Phillips Lovecraft Poems)
I. The BookThe place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things ...
I. The BookThe place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things ...
IThe spattering of the rain upon pale terracesOf afternoon is like the passing of a dreamAmid the roses shuddering 'gainst ...
IPaul, let thy faces from the canvas lookHaply less clearly than Pietro's can,Less lively than in tints of Titian,Or him ...
READING how Marco Polo cameBy bridle-path to Kanbalu,Forgotten fibres wake to flame,And smoke old memories anew . . . .For ...
In the Mao-ling tomb lies the lad named Liu,Guest of the autumn wind.At night we hear his whinnying horse —At ...
Oh when will autumn moon and spring flowers end?How many past events I've known.The east wind buffeted my room again ...
I.THE flowing night awoken from my sleepRevealed a world of glory, while I stoodWatching the hazy, creeping ocean sweepOut of ...
A rose in the high garden you desire.A wheel in the pure syntax of steel.The mountain stripped bare of Impressionist ...
Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towersThe golden lights go out . . .The yellow windows darken, the shades ...
As evening falls, And the yellow lights leap one by one Along high walls And along black streets that glisten ...
As evening falls,And the yellow lights leap one by oneAlong high walls;And along black streets that glisten as if with ...
They are going to pull down the old rectory next year,So I hear,And put up an ugly little redBrick one ...
Eternal autumn gilds the trees whereonan ardent twilight lengthens endlessly.In a warm strong wind the leaves whirl on and onwhile ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
As evening falls, And the yellow lights leap one by one Along high walls; And along black streets that glisten ...
Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers The golden lights go out . . . The yellow windows darken, ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
The city is closing for the night. Stores draw their blinds one by one, and it's dark again, save for ...
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