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 ...
For my people everywhere singing their slave songsrepeatedly: their dirges and their ditties and their bluesand jubilees, praying their prayers ...
Era.m cosselhatz, senhor,vos c'avetz saber e sen:una domna.m det s'amor,c'ai amada lonjamen;mas eras sai de vertatqu'ilh a autr'amic privat,ni anc ...
His silent spirit from the place Slid forth unseen; amid the throngOf those whose love outlived disgrace,- Whose fealty to the last ...
Weep for the martyr! Strew his bierWith the last roses of the year;Shadow the land with sables; knellThe harsh-tongued, melancholy ...
You can sigh o'er the sad-eyed Armenian Who weeps in her desolate home. You can mourn o'er the exile of ...
When, by decree of the supreme power, The Poet appears in this annoyed world, His mother, blasphemous out of horror ...
(Time Night. Scene the woods.) Where shall I turn me? whither shall I bend My weary way? thus worn with ...
What have we done, Oh Lord, that we Are evil starred? How have we erred and sinned to be So ...
Take it away, and swallow it yourself. Ha! Look you, there's a rat. Last night there were a dozen on ...
Long after there were none of them alive About the place-where there is now no place But a walled hole ...
BOWED by the weight of centuries he leans Upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, The emptiness of ages ...
Oblig'd by frequent visits of this man, Whom as Priest, Poet, and Musician, I for some branch of Melchizedeck took, ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
Oh when I think of my long-suffering race, For weary centuries despised, oppressed, Enslaved and lynched, denied a human place ...
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