Solo For Ear-Trumpet (Dame Edith Sitwell Poems)
The carriage brushes through the brightLeaves (violent jets from life to light);Strong polished speed is plunging, heavesBetween the showers of ...
The carriage brushes through the brightLeaves (violent jets from life to light);Strong polished speed is plunging, heavesBetween the showers of ...
Not here the grace of the sonnet's flow,The blithe ballade and the smooth rondeau,The minstrel's tale and the wooer's sighs,And ...
BRAVE Nelson 's successor in naval command,The first in the rank of those heroes must stand,Who are now to pass ...
In the twilight of my audacityI saw you flee the world, the burnt highwaysOf summer gave up their light: IFollowed ...
(To the Metropolitan Police)Thank you, policeman. What would London doWithout her guides, and guardians, in blue?You keep the peace, your ...
I KNOW not, in this dark and fateful hour, What England is to others, but to me She is a ...
Fortress of hope, anchor of faithful zeal,Rock of affiance, bulwark of sure trust,In whom all nations for salvation mustPut certain ...
Captains of industry, your aimless powerAwakens harsh velleities of time:Let you, brother, captaining your hourBe zealous that your numbers are ...
(For Warren Winslow, Dead At Sea) Let man have dominion over the fishes of the sea and the fowls of ...
I keep my answers small and keep them near; Big questions bruised my mind but still I let Small answers ...
The temptations of Christ in the desert alone more than we experience in life so hungry, alone He was confronted ...
Blocks of snow, piled higher and higher building a wall, a ring a start of an igloo, a fort, a ...
In my line, my blood, there pulses, course through my veins the blood of those hardy souls, the first Pilgrims, ...
She has no need to fear the fall Of harvest from the laddered reach Of orchards, nor the tide gone ...
1 AFTER all, not to create only, or found only, But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded, ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
In the glad revels, in the happy fetes, When cheeks are flushed, and glasses gilt and pearled With the sweet ...
Glad as the weary traveller tempest-tost To reach secure at length his native coast, Who wandering long o'er distant lands ...
I rode one evening with Count Maddalo Upon the bank of land which breaks the flow Of Adria towards Venice: ...
Inscribed to Colonel Banastre Tarleton] TRANSCENDENT VALOUR! godlike Pow'r! Lord of the dauntless breast, and stedfast mien! Who, rob'd in ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
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