Whales Weep Not! (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most ...
They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most ...
We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime; Better a shred of a deep-dyed ...
The skies are brass and the plains are bare, Death and ruin are everywhere -- And all that is left ...
Full of wrath was Hiawatha When he came into the village, Found the people in confusion, Heard of all the ...
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis, How the handsome Yenadizze Danced at Hiawatha's wedding; How the gentle Chibiabos, He the sweetest ...
We were taken from the ore-bed and the mine, We were melted in the furnace and the pit-- We were ...
1914-18 Farewell and adieu to you, Harwich Ladies, Farewell and adieu to you, ladies ashore! For we've received orders to ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
Oh fair enough are sky and plain, But I know fairer far: Those are as beautiful again That in the ...
the fog rising from the skin of the lake joining my breath, visible, glinting in the early fall morning light ...
Above the highway, just to the right of my line on the road four raptors, circling over me I wonder ...
The slow calving of a glacier, the sudden eruption of a once dormant volcano The birth of a rainbow at ...
Back, but not forth, well a little forth and a little back, so are the laps in our little blow-up ...
They were poised, hooked in their hangers like bats in the cave anchored where they were ready to dive and ...
Life is simple. In my canoe. Strokes in the water propel me forward. I chart my course around the cove. ...
The loon and I Alone on the lake Below the threatening sky. He watches me warily. His red eye afire. ...
Set not thy foot on graves; Hear what wine and roses say; The mountain chase, the summer waves, The crowded ...
The Sphynx is drowsy, Her wings are furled, Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world.? "Who'll tell me ...
Trees in groves, Kine in droves, In ocean sport the scaly herds, Wedge-like cleave the air the birds, To northern ...
The Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. "Who'll tell me ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
One Life of so much Consequence! Yet I -- for it -- would pay -- My Soul's entire income -- ...
Mamua, when our laughter ends, And hearts and bodies, brown as white, Are dust about the doors of friends, Or ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
The cigarette-smoke loops and slides above us, Dipping and swirling as the waiter passes; You strike a match and stare ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
I turn the page and read: "I dream of silent verses where the rhyme Glides noiseless as an oar." The ...
and the sun weilds mercy but like a jet torch carried to high, and the jets whip across its sight ...
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