The Deer Lay Down Their Bones (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
I followed the narrow cliffside trail half way up the mountain Above the deep river-canyon. There was a little cataract ...
I followed the narrow cliffside trail half way up the mountain Above the deep river-canyon. There was a little cataract ...
You're like a scorpion, my brother, you live in cowardly darkness like a scorpion. You're like a sparrow, my brother, ...
The creatures of the air are the creatures of creation Birds, bats, flying squirrel, flying fish, cardinals, crow, pelican, penguin, ...
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
DAUGHTER of Chaos' doting years, Nurse of ten thousand hopes and fears, Whether thy airy, insubstantial shade (The rights of ...
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
O DEATH! thou tyrant fell and bloody! The meikle devil wi' a woodie Haurl thee hame to his black smiddie, ...
The Sun, who never stops to dine, Two hours had pass'd the mid-way line, And driving at his usual rate, ...
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
The speaker in this case is a middle-aged witch, me- tangled on my two great arms, my face in a ...
After I wrote this, a friend scrawled on this page, "Yes." And I said, merely to myself, "I wish it ...
We bore him to his boneyard lot One afternoon at three; The clergyman was on the spot To earn his ...
Although the Preacher be a bore, The Atheist is even more. I ain't religious worth a damn; My views are ...
THE SEA is large. The sea hold on a leg of land in the Chesapeake hugs an early sunset and ...
EXULT MY MUSE! exult to see Each envious, waspish, jealous thing, Around its harmless venom fling, And dart its powerless ...
I. Dark was the dawn, and o'er the deep The boist'rous whirlwinds blew; The Sea-bird wheel'd its circling sweep, And ...
Old MISTRESS GURTON had a Cat, A Tabby, loveliest of the race, Sleek as a doe, and tame, and fat ...
Ye, who in alleys green and leafy bow'rs, Sport, the rude children of fantastic birth; Where frolic nymphs, and shaggy ...
There's little in taking or giving, There's little in water or wine; This living, this living, this living Was never ...
Some singers sing of ladies' eyes, And some of ladies lips, Refined ones praise their ladylike ways, And course ones ...
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