Trilogy of Passion: II. ELEGY. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
When man had ceased to utter his lament, A god then let me tell my tale of sorrow. WHAT hope ...
When man had ceased to utter his lament, A god then let me tell my tale of sorrow. WHAT hope ...
And a youth said, "Speak to us of Friendship." Your friend is your needs answered. He is your field which ...
Alive, moving in my hands the arms stretching, turning; already warmed, by the sun above a starfish, pulled from the ...
As night fell, heavy so did the snow, light dancing, twirling, shimmering, flickering, the street lights, the light from our ...
The jetty changed, when the tide came in turned its course and headed out once more There were pools, caught ...
A painful truth is alive in the world We now speak only with compromised authority just another voice, no better ...
Capturing minutiae slices of time carved from the flow of my life segmenting the ebb and rush of phone and ...
Swing high and swing low While the breezes they blow - It's off for a sailor thy father would go; ...
POOR River, now thou'rt almost dry, What Nymph, or Swain, will near thee lie? Since brought, alas! to sad Decay, ...
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
I have seen peoples come and go Alike the Ocean'd ebb and flow; I have seen kingdoms rise and fall ...
Ah, Douglass, we have fall'n on evil days, Such days as thou, not even thou didst know, When thee, the ...
No spring nor summer Beauty hath such grace As I have seen in one autumnall face. Young beauties force our ...
"Zipless sex" one cynic called this festival of fornication, this celebration of new-found sexual strength and urbane honesty, of sex ...
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
My sister! my sweet sister! if a name Dearer and purer were, it should be thine; Mountains and seas divide ...
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
She mentioned 'worthless' & he took it in, degraded Henry, at the ebb of loveâ?" O at the end of ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
'Twas August, and the fierce sun overhead Smote on the squalid streets of Bethnal Green, And the pale weaver, through ...
We were apart; yet, day by day, I bade my heart more constant be. I bade it keep the world ...
THOU whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these ...
LET not Woman e'er complain Of inconstancy in love; Let not Woman e'er complain Fickle Man is apt to rove: ...
WORDSWORTH upon Helvellyn ! Let the cloud Ebb audibly along the mountain-wind, Then break against the rock, and show behind ...
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