Before Sleep (Archibald Lampman Poems)
Now the creeping nets of sleepStretch about and gather nigh,And the midnight dim and deepLike a spirit passes by,Trailing from ...
Now the creeping nets of sleepStretch about and gather nigh,And the midnight dim and deepLike a spirit passes by,Trailing from ...
IOnce below a time,When my pinned-around-the-spiritCut-to-measure flesh bit,Suit for a serial sumOn the first of each hardship,My paid-for slaved-for own ...
You are growing convalescent As pain's fingers are withdrawn;And you waken in a strange, white room at last; Yet your ...
I liked the way we used to do, when cattle was plenty and folks was few.The people gathered frum ...
Far above us where a jayScreams his matins to the day,Capped with gold and amethyst,Like a vapour from the forgeOf ...
Sweetly solemn see them stand, Spinning churns on either hand, Neatly capped and aproned white Airy fairy dairy sight. Jersey ...
Panels of claret and blue which shine Under the moon like lees of wine. A coronet done in a golden ...
PRELUDE. Pleasant it was, when woods were green, And winds were soft and low, To lie amid some sylvan scene, ...
Pleasant it was, when woods were green, And winds were soft and low, To lie amid some sylvan scene. Where, ...
This fell when dinner-time was done -- 'Twixt the first an' the second rub -- That oor mon Jock cam' ...
(1) and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant) burly men packed in round solid tables but what the helle (drowned ...
I never dreamed we'd meet that day In our old haunts down Fricourt way, Plotting such marvellous journeys there For ...
Under the pines off to my right up ahead illumined below through the mottled sky stones in the snow capped ...
"Willis, I didn't want you here to-day: The lawyer's coming for the company. I'm going to sell my soul, or, ...
The tall camels of the spirit Steer for their deserts, passing the last groves loud With the sawmill shrill of ...
The opening scene. The yellow, coal-fed fog Uncurling over the tainted city river, A young girl rowing and her anxious ...
Old man, you surface seldom. Then you come in with the tide's coming When seas wash cold, foam- Capped: white ...
Her man, A wild dark love song Borne deep within her gypsy soul He's gone to live in jagged mountains ...
It was the Great Alexander, Capped with a golden helm, Sate in the ages, in his floating ship, In a ...
Four bright steel crosses, universal joints, plucked out of the burlap sack -- "the heart of the drive train," the ...
THE DREAM This has nothing to do with war or the end of the world. She dreams there are gray ...
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