Tutto è Sciolto (James Joyce Poem)
A birdless heaven, seadusk, one lone star Piercing the west, As thou, fond heart, love's time, so faint, so far, ...
A birdless heaven, seadusk, one lone star Piercing the west, As thou, fond heart, love's time, so faint, so far, ...
'TWAS a death-bed summons, and forth I went By the way of the Western Wall, so drear On that winter ...
Through ev'ry Age some Tyrant Passion reigns: Now Love prevails, and now Ambition gains Reason's lost Throne, and sov'reign Rule ...
Let me but feel thy look's embrace, Transparent, pure, and warm, And I'll not ask to touch thy face, Or ...
Pink -- small -- and punctual -- Aromatic -- low -- Covert -- in April -- Candid -- in May ...
"Heavenly Father" -- take to thee The supreme iniquity Fashioned by thy candid Hand In a moment contraband -- Though ...
For more than 40 years we've been good friends, since 1963 in fact, from college where we met (and managed ...
Steve is gone, I hardly can believe the man wont cry again, I cannot credit that his energy wont bloom ...
Forth went the candid man And spoke freely to the wind -- When he looked about him he was in ...
An imaginary composer.] I. Hist, but a word, fair and soft! Forth and be judged, Master Hugues! Answer the question ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
WHEN, by a generous Public's kind acclaim, That dearest meed is granted-honest fame; Waen here your favour is the actor's ...
WHILE at the stook the shearers cow'r To shun the bitter blaudin' show'r, Or in gulravage rinnin scowr To pass ...
Adieu dear object of my Love's excess, And with thee all my hopes of happiness, With the same fervent and ...
Had I ador'd the multitude, and thence Got an antipathy to wit and sence, And hug'd that fate, in hope ...
To Henry St. John, Lord Bolingbroke Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride ...
The First Epistle Awake, my ST. JOHN!(1) leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of Kings. Let ...
I like for you to be still It is as though you are absent And you hear me from far ...
Sir, Our times are much degenerate from those Which your sweet muse with your fair fortune chose, And as complexions ...
for Jim Cummins In Iowa, Jim dreamed that Della Street was Anne Sexton's twin. Dave drew a comic strip called ...
Since you did depart Out of my reach, my darling, Into the hidden, I see each shadow start With recognition, ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
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