The Carver In Stone (John Drinkwater Poems)
He was a man with wide and patient eyes,Grey, like the drift of twitch-fires blown in June,That, without fearing, searched ...
He was a man with wide and patient eyes,Grey, like the drift of twitch-fires blown in June,That, without fearing, searched ...
1Peace, clamorous trumpets! Silence, drums!Be breathless all and hush!Let die applause. My lady comes,My lady of the blush.She's bashfuller than ...
When we were building Skua Light--The first men who had lived a nightUpon that deep-sea Isle--As soon as chisel touched ...
When you destroy a blade of grassYou poison England at her roots:Remember no man's foot can passWhere evermore no green ...
It was him, who, on the marble edges of my Dream, tonight, Standing invincibly like a rock, Immersing his fiery ...
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 ...
"That we together may sail,Just as we used to do."Carleton's BalladsAnd what if I should be kind?And what if you ...
I step across the mystic border-land,And look upon the wonder-world of Art.How beautiful, how beautiful its hills!And all its valleys, ...
There lived a wondrous sculptor once, a genius in his way, Named Phidias Praxiteles Canova Merryday. He sat within his ...
my mind isa big hunk of irrevocable nothing which touch and taste and smell and hearing and sight keep hitting ...
As evening falls, And the yellow lights leap one by one Along high walls; And along black streets that glisten ...
I An old man sits In the shadow of a pine tree In China. He sees larkspur, Blue and white, ...
TWO fishes swimming in the sea, Two birds flying in the air, Two chisels on an anvil-maybe. Beaten, hammered, laughing ...
Born screaming small into this world- Living I am. Occupational therapy twixt birth and death- What was I before? What ...
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