Elegy IV (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)
O trees of life, oh, what when winter comes?We are not of one mind. Are not like birdsin unison migrating. ...
O trees of life, oh, what when winter comes?We are not of one mind. Are not like birdsin unison migrating. ...
'Where are you going with your horse and bike, And the townsfolk still at rest?Where are you going, with your swag ...
Early morning over Rouen, hopeful, high, courageous morning,And the laughter of adventure and the steepness of the stair,And the dawn ...
Thou perverse, adverse, Caleb D' Anvers,Were I a Poet, to command Verse,With Satire, would I so ha--rass you,That you should ...
The rain and the wind and the murkReign over cold desert of fall,Here, life's interrupted till spring;Till the spring, gardens ...
The first speaker saidFear fire. Fear furnacesIncinerators, the city dumpThe faint scratch of a match.The second speaker saidFear water. Fear ...
First of women, best of friendsTake what a village rhymer sends,A tear wet trifle sent to tellThe giver must bid ...
Hear the loud swell of it, mighty pell mell of it,Thousands of voices all blent into one:See "hell for leather" ...
So here's your Empire. No more wine, then? Good. We'll clear the Aides and khitmatgars away. (You'll know that fat ...
Oh gallant was our galley from her caren steering-wheel To her figurehead of silver and her beak of hammered steel; ...
In the fairy tale the sky makes of itself a coat because it needs you to put it on. How ...
The first speaker said Fear fire. Fear furnaces Incinerators, the city dump The faint scratch of a match. The second ...
In seventeen hundred, a much hated sultan visited us twice, finally dying of headaches in the south harbor. Ever since, ...
Doors were left open in heaven again: drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages around roofs and trees. Like wet ...
The restaurants on hot spring evenings Lie under a dense and savage air. Foul drafts and hoots from dunken revelers ...
At low tide like this how sheer the water is. White, crumbling ribs of marl protrude and ...
O trees of life, oh, what when winter comes? We are not of one mind. Are not like birds in ...
1 You, once a belle in Shreveport, with henna-colored hair, skin like a peachbud, still have your dresses copied from ...
I shall never get out of this! There are two of me now: This new absolutely white person and the ...
"What should such fellows as I do, Crawling between earth and heaven?" Here is the phial; here I turn the ...
The moonlight breaks upon the city's domes, And falls along cemented steel and stone, Upon the grayness of a million ...
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