Childhood (Richard Aldington Poem)
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
Swallow, swallow, neighbor swallow, Starting on your autumn flight, Pause a moment at my window, Twitter softly your good-night; For ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
I know if I find you I will have to leave the earth and go on out over the sea ...
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Kind of empty in the way it sees everything, the earth gets to its feet andsalutes the sky. More of ...
And the just man trailed God's shining agent, over a black mountain, in his giant track, while a restless voice ...
God-Full-of-Mercy, the prayer for the dead. If God was not full of mercy, Mercy would have been in the world, ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
Starspangled cowboy sauntering out of the almost- silly West, on your face a porcelain grin, tugging a papier-mache cactus on ...
Your lungs fill & spread themselves, wings of pink blood, and your bones empty themselves and become hollow. When you ...
This is a word we use to plug holes with. It's the right size for those warm blanks in speech, ...
Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream!— For the soul is dead that slumbers, And ...
MY lord, I know your noble ear Woe ne'er assails in vain; Embolden'd thus, I beg you'll hear Your humble ...
NAE gentle dames, tho' e'er sae fair, Shall ever be my muse's care: Their titles a' arc empty show; Gie ...
HERE Brewer Gabriel's fire's extinct, And empty all his barrels: He's blest-if, as he brew'd, he drink, In upright, honest ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
What was he doing, the great god Pan, Down in the reeds by the river? Spreading ruin and scattering ban, ...
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