St. Peter and the Angel (Denise Levertov Poem)
Delivered out of raw continual pain, smell of darkness, groans of those others to whom he was chained-- unchained, and ...
Delivered out of raw continual pain, smell of darkness, groans of those others to whom he was chained-- unchained, and ...
Light on the towns and cities, and peace for evermore! The Big Five met in the world's light as many ...
Roll up, Eureka's heroes, on that grand Old Rush afar, For Lalor's gone to join you in the big camp ...
Hard Rock/ was/ "known not to take no shit From nobody," and he had the scars to prove it: Split ...
Armed of the gods! Divinest conqueror! What soundless hosts are thine! Nor pomp, nor state, Nor token, to betray where ...
What freeman knoweth freedom? Never he Whose father's father through long lives have reigned O'er kingdoms which mere heritage attained. ...
My body, eh? Friend Death, how now? Why all this tedious pomp of writ? Thou hast reclaimed it sure and ...
It was not until later that I knew, recognized the moment for what it was, my life before it, a ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
God's love unbound living in human hearts; not chained by rule or law, by the indwelling spirit revealed, made known. ...
Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly: There's nought in this ...
Henry the first, surnamed " Beauclare," Lost his only son William at sea, So when Henry died it were hard ...
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
In anguish we uplift A new unhallowed song: The race is to the swift; The battle to the strong. Of ...
Although thy hand and faith, and good works too, Have sealed thy love which nothing should undo, Yea though thou ...
The last unicorn was never free to chose another ending, the plaintive melody entrained with sweet orchestral strains describing it ...
How many dawns, chill from his rippling rest The seagull's wings shall dip and pivot him, Shedding white rings of ...
Out of the seething cauldron of my woes, Where sweets and salt and bitterness I flung; Where charmed music gathered ...
Out of the seething cauldron of my woes, Where sweets and salt and bitterness I flung; Where charmed music gathered ...
(After Lorca) Now in Vienna there are ten pretty women. There's a shoulder where death comes to cry. There's a ...
Poetry, I found you where at last they chained and bound you; with devices all around you to torture and ...
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
The moon, a sweeping scimitar, dipped in the stormy straits, The dawn, a crimson cataract, burst through the eastern gates, ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; "Good speed!" cried ...
O KEN ye what Meg o' the Mill has gotten, An' ken ye what Meg o' the Mill has gotten? ...
DAUGHTER of Chaos' doting years, Nurse of ten thousand hopes and fears, Whether thy airy, insubstantial shade (The rights of ...
THOU, Liberty, thou art my theme; Not such as idle poets dream, Who trick thee up a heathen goddess That ...
The gates are chained, the barbed-wire fencing stands, An iron authority against the snow, And this grey monument to common ...
Once I loved a fairy, Queen Mab it was. Her voice Was like a little Fountain That bids the birds ...
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