The Revenge of Centuries – A and B (Atom Yarjanian Poems)
From the tops of the iron ladder of hopes I announce my good news, From the valleys of ashes, corpses ...
From the tops of the iron ladder of hopes I announce my good news, From the valleys of ashes, corpses ...
YEAR after year, sitting alone at my window,I gaze on thy path, my pilgrim heart-mate,And by this writing I wish ...
IF , when far distant, memory should pourtrayThe sweet enjoyments of a former day;If she should reign and by her ...
Old Man, or Lads-Love, - in the name there's nothingTo one that knows not Lads-Love, or Old Man, The hoar ...
"O MEN of dark and dismal fate," A prey to typographic terrors,O you who labor long and late, ...
It's not for us to understandHow life on earth began to be,How forms that lived within the seaShould leave the ...
Led by Wilhelm, as you tell,God has done extremely well;You with patronizing nodShow that you approve of God.Kaiser, face a ...
DARK is the cloud which hov'ring o'er the mind,Shades the bright promises of early youth;Nips all its blossoms, blights the ...
Dickey, we've trained and fit and died,Yes, drilled and drunk and bled,And shared our chuck and our bunks in life.Why ...
Golden dawn and shivering evening find our brig lying by oppositethis villa and its dependencies which form a promontory as ...
Where Feathertop frowns thro' the winter scud, Where Buffalo broods on high,Dwells she, a lass of royal blood, And a ...
Aaj basant manaalay suhaagun,Aaj basant manaalay;Anjan manjan kar piya mori,Lambay neher lagaaye;Tu kya sovay neend ki maasi,So jaagay teray bhaag, ...
His voice decrepit was with Joy -- Her words did totter so How old the News of Love must be ...
An Antiquated Tree Is cherished of the Crow Because that Junior Foliage is disrespectful now To venerable Birds Whose Corporation ...
Christmass is come and every hearth Makes room to give him welcome now Een want will dry its tears in ...
Old Man, or Lads-Love, - in the name there's nothing To one that knows not Lads-Love, or Old Man, The ...
UNFADING branch of verdant hue, In modest sweetness drest, Shake off thy pearly tears of dew, And decorate my breast. ...
She who did not come, wasn't she determined nonetheless to organize and decorate my heart? If we had to exist ...
Chill penury repress'd his noble rage, And froze the genial current of his soul. GRAY. IF GRIEF can deprecate the ...
O, let me seize thy pen sublime That paints, in melting dulcet rhyme, The glowing pow'r, the magic art, Th' ...
Ye sons of Germany, your noble Emperor William now is dead. Who oft great armies to battle hath led; He ...
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