Fungi From Yuggoth (Howard Phillips Lovecraft Poems)
I. The BookThe place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things ...
I. The BookThe place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things ...
PART I.Pictured in memory's mellowing glass, how sweetOur infant days, our infant joys, to greet;To roam in fancy in each ...
HOW wonderful is Death, Death, and his brother Sleep! One, pale as yonder waning moon With lips of lurid blue; The other, rosy as ...
ELEGY ON EDWARD BETHAM,_Lost in the Duchess of Gordon East Indiaman, off the Cape of Good Hope_. --------Lovely as are the ...
Many a day have I wiled away Upon hopeful Farley Heath,In its antique soil digging for spoil Of possible treasure beneath;For celts, ...
'Again the sun is hot and high in heaven;The rustic sweats beneath the sultry ray;The idler seeks the shady walk; ...
Farewell, farewell! Before our prow Leaps in white foam the noisy channel,A tourist's cap is on my brow, My legs ...
How sweet the summer morning's blush, The noontide's ripening glow,The gloaming's shadows o'er the path Where happy lovers go,The lakelet's ...
A little cottage just atop the brae, That now within its patch of ground is shown, Stood for long years ...
I've ridden nigh a thousand leagues upon two bands of steel,And it takes a grizzled Westerner to know just how ...
By the cool banks where soft Cephisus flows, A voice sail'd trembling down the waves of air; The leaves blushed ...
May! - and I am no more among your spires,Dear Mother-city of my soul.May! - and my heart hath new ...
Enter the dream-house, brothers and sisters, leavingYour debts asleep, your history at the door:This is the home for heroes, and ...
No sounds are heard from Yarrow Vale, But summer sounds to-day;The Yarrow whispers forth his tale, And sweeps and glides ...
THE thronged boughs of the shadowy sycamoreStill bear young leaflets half the summer through;From when the robin 'gainst the unhidden ...
(1) and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant) burly men packed in round solid tables but what the helle (drowned ...
And they have drown'd thee then at last! poor Phillis! The burthen of old age was heavy on thee. And ...
I. THE LION The Lion is a kingly beast. He likes a Hindu for a feast. And if no Hindu ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
It was three slim does and a ten-tined buck in the bracken lay; And all of a sudden the sinister ...
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