Festus – XLV (Philip James Bailey Poems)
'Twas held of old by some heresiarch sage,Whose nobler name time bruits not overmuch,That evil and good, twin powers, as ...
'Twas held of old by some heresiarch sage,Whose nobler name time bruits not overmuch,That evil and good, twin powers, as ...
Earth regained,And lone sea--shore where the great waves come inFrothed like a horse put to his heart--burst speed,Sobbing up--hill, note ...
1A smudge for the horizonthat, on a clear day, showsthe hard edge of hills andbuildings on the other coast.Anchored boats ...
The broad skies are not blue enough, it seems;The flowers are drooping, drowsy with old dreams,I see the tops of ...
Here when the cloudless April days begin,And the quaint crows flock thicker day by day,Filling the forests with a pleasant ...
Only stand high a long enough time your lightning will come; that is what blunts the peaks of redwoods; But ...
This morning Hitler spoke in Danzig, we hear his voice. A man of genius: that is, of amazing Ability, courage, ...
So Eden was deserted, and at eve Into the quiet place God came to grieve. His face was sad, His ...
Vegetarian, non-resistant, free-thinker, in ethics a Christian; Orator apt at the rhine-stone rhythm of Ingersoll. Carnivorous, avenger, believer and pagan. ...
The doctor fingers my bruise. "Magnificent," he says, "black at the edges and purple cored." Seated, he spies for clues, ...
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