Silences (Edwin John Pratt Poems)
There is no silence upon the earth or under the earth like the silence under the sea;No cries announcing ...
There is no silence upon the earth or under the earth like the silence under the sea;No cries announcing ...
IN Life's first dawn, ere Reason's rayRising sheds the promis'd day,Gay Novelty officious flies,With mantle dipt in heav'nly dies;Trifles than ...
Whence, O ye clouds! and whither do ye rove,Borne on Aeolian wings through fields aboveOf heaven's wide cerulean waste? Where ...
Ah, how I love it in these first few days,Fresh from the forest and out of the snow,Awkwardness obvious still ...
THE nurse-life wheat, within his green husk growing, Flatters our hope and tickles our desire, Nature's true riches in sweet ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
If you are lucky in this life, you will get to help your enemy the way I got to help ...
THE APPARITION OF HIS, MISTRESS, CALLING HIM TO ELYSIUM DESUNT NONNULLA-- Come then, and like two doves with silvery wings, ...
When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think ...
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee, from the hill-top looking down; And the heifer, that lows ...
Nature's lay idiot, I taught thee to love, And in that sophistry, Oh, thou dost prove Too subtle: Foole, thou ...
This Bauble was preferred of Bees -- By Butterflies admired At Heavenly -- Hopeless Distances -- Was justified of Bird ...
As a child I played in the same frosty fields barefoot as my no lesser loved classmates, whom we challenged ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
The rain has stopped. The waterfall will roar like that all night. I have come out to take a walk ...
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
Ah, stay thy treacherous hand, forbear to trace Those faultless forms of elegance and grace! Ah, cease to spread the ...
Child, the current of your breath is six days long. You lie, a small knuckle on my white bed; lie, ...
I I, in my intricate image, stride on two levels, Forged in man's minerals, the brassy orator Laying my ghost ...
[As a Tribute of Esteem and Admiration this Poem is inscribed to ROBERT MERRY, Esq. A. M. Member of the ...
Come, bright-eyed maid, Pure offspring of the tranquil mind, Haste, my fev'rish temples bind With olive wreaths of em'rald hue ...
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