The Misanthrope Reclaimed – Act II (George W Sands Poems)
The verge of Creation. Enter Werner and Spirit.Werner.We have outtravelled light and sound:The harmonies that pealed around us, asThrough yon ...
The verge of Creation. Enter Werner and Spirit.Werner.We have outtravelled light and sound:The harmonies that pealed around us, asThrough yon ...
A late and lonely figure stains the snow, Into the thickening darkness dims and dies.Heavily homeward now the last rooks go, And ...
In sodden trenches I have heard men speak,Though numb and wretched, wise and witty things;And loved them for the stubbornness ...
Be helpless, dumbfounded,Unable to say yes or no.Then a stretcher will come from grace To gather us up.We are too dull-eyed ...
Francesca.Crush'd and throng'd are all the places In our amphitheatre,'Midst a sea of swarming faces I can yet distinguish her;Dost ...
I do not need the skies' Pomp, when I would be wise; For pleasaunce nor to use Heaven's champaign ...
BETTER a pauper, penniless, asleep on the kindly sod -- Better a gipsy, houseless, but near to the heart of ...
Crossing the stubble, where, erewhile,The golden-headed wheat had been,I saw, and knew him by his smile.Night, sad with rain, was ...
Staring in zoos at the dull-eyed and wildWho never meet their gaze,The child, the refugee, the idle sailorHalt their wanderings ...
Shut not so soon; the dull-eyed night Has not as yet begun To make a seizure on the light, Or ...
Acquaintance; companion; One dear brilliant woman; The best-endowed, the elect, All by their youth undone, All, all, by that inhuman ...
Oft have I seen yon Solitary Man Pacing the upland meadow. On his brow Sits melancholy, mark'd with decent pride, ...
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