Odessa (John Charles McNeill Poems)
A horror of great darkness over them,No cloud of fire to guide and cover them,Beasts for the shambles, tremulous with ...
A horror of great darkness over them,No cloud of fire to guide and cover them,Beasts for the shambles, tremulous with ...
And slow and slower still, day after day, Come the sad Hours, with beauteous upturned eyes Gleaming with hopes I may not ...
Like children on Tom Tiddler's GroundWe venture into love's domain;We gather treasures all aroundAnd turn to bear them home again.Then ...
WAINAMOINEN'S WEDDING-SONGS.At the home of IlmarinenLong had they been watching, waiting,For the coming of the blacksmith,With his bride from Sariola.Weary ...
THE RIVAL SUITORSWainamoinen, old and truthful,Long considered, long debated,How to woo and win the daughterOf the hostess of Pohyola,How to ...
ILMARINEN FORGES THE SAMPO.Wainamoinen, the magician,Takes his steed of copper color,Hitches quick his fleet-foot courser,Puts his racer to the snow-sledge,Straightway ...
Gilgamesh spoke to Utanapishtim, the Faraway: "I have been looking at you, but your appearance is not strange—you ...
MARIATTA--WAINAMOINEN'S DEPARTURE.Mariatta, child of beauty,Grew to maidenhood in Northland,In the cabin of her father,In the chambers of her mother,Golden ringlets, ...
HASTENED the hardy one, henchmen with him,sandy strand of the sea to treadand widespread ways. The world's great candle,sun shone ...
WAINAVOINEN'S LAMENTATION.Far and wide the tidings travelled,Far away men heard the storyOf the flight and death of Aino,Sister dear of ...
Thou art not, Penshurst, built to envious show, Of touch, or marble; nor canst boast a rowOf polish'd pillars, or ...
"Once more 'twas spring! The meadow-lark gave noteAbout his grassy nest, and builders hummed Old songs while sod on sod ...
Blessed Trinity have pity! You can give the blind man sight,Fill the rocks with waving grasses-- Give my house a ...
There was a moment when of you A splendid hope I had to tell,Believing "Here is one man who ...
Shall I give you white currants? I do not know why, but I have a sudden fancy for this fruit. ...
Oh the long and dreary Winter! Oh the cold and cruel Winter! Ever thicker, thicker, thicker Froze the ice on ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman When the world itself looked exhausted, revolving round the sun; when a bumble-bee sounded tired of humming ...
NOT the soul that's whitest Wakens love the sweetest: When the heart is lightest Oft the charm is fleetest. While ...
I plucked pink blossoms from mine apple tree And wore them all that evening in my hair: Then in due ...
On the Gilfillan burial day, In the Hill o' Balgay, It was a most solemn sight to see, Not fewer ...
I. Insomnia The bulb at the front door burns and burns. If it were a white rose it would tire ...
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