An American Addresses Philomela (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
Procne, Philomela, and Itylus,Your names are liquid, your improbable taleIs recited in the classic numbers of the nightingale.Ah, but our ...
Procne, Philomela, and Itylus,Your names are liquid, your improbable taleIs recited in the classic numbers of the nightingale.Ah, but our ...
Died at Mansfield, Connecticut, February, 1861.The world seems drearier when the good depart,The just, the truthful, such as never madeSelf ...
…But ev'n as many (or more) quarrels cumberTh' old heathen schools about the heavens' number.One holds but one; making the ...
T'was time to rise, My Saviour knock't, But I was rock't Asleepe, by lusts, and vanityes: And when I wak'd, My self I found, Environ'd round By ...
What is Pleasure ?--'tis a bubble, Fill'd with empty froth and wind ;Leading on to care and trouble, Leaving many a sting ...
I lately in a garden GREWE, But was nor Charity, nor REWE, But rather an unhappy EWE. Then Heaven upon my branches FROWND, And ...
Onward he gallops through enchanted gloom. The spectres of the forest, dark and dim, And shadows of vast death environ him-- Onward he ...
In this old garden, fair, I walk to-day Heart-charmed with all the beauty of the scene: The rich, luxuriant grasses' cooling green, The ...
Night and vast caverns of rock and of iron; Voices like water, and voices like wind; Horror and tempests of hail that ...
WHAT tho' the world does me ill turns And cares my life environ;I'd sooner laugh with Bobbie Burns Than sneer with titl'd ...
THE PLEASVRE OF RETIREMENT. The Reinvitation. THEOPHISA's fill'd wth Sweetness, & so Fair: Her Eyes so mild, her Breath perfumes ...
Is it illusion? or does there a spirit from perfecter ages, Here, even yet, amid loss, change, and corruption abide? ...
Ah! the pleasant time hath vanished, ere our wretched doubtingsbanished,All the graceful spirit-people, children of the earth and sea,Whom in ...
The night had sunk along the city, It was a bleak and cheerless hour;The wild-winds sung their solemn ditty ...
Old stories tell how HerculesA dragon slew at Lerna,With seven heads, and fourteen eyes,To see and well discern-a:But he had ...
By the Nile, the sacred river,I can see the captive hordes,Strain beneath the lash and quiverAt the long papyrus cords,While ...
Flag that has flown o'er a thousand fields victorious,Flag that art first on the land and the seas,When hast thou ...
HERE I am slave of visions. When noon heat Strikes the red walls, and their environ'd air Lies steep'd in ...
Gods, what a black, fierce day! The clouds were iron, Wrenched to strange, rugged shapes; the red sun winked Over ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Having an aged hate of height I forced myself to climb the Tower, Yet paused at every second flight Because ...
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