The Faun (John Le Gay Brereton Poems)
When I was but a little boy Who hunted in the wood To scare or mangle or destroy A freakish elemental joy That tasted ...
When I was but a little boy Who hunted in the wood To scare or mangle or destroy A freakish elemental joy That tasted ...
It cannot be that having seen the dayWe should endure the tyranny of the night ;For if we have not ...
While thus the gentle Aziel, at the sight Of holiness, to thoughts of Heaven recalled, Stood contrite, watchful,--by far different ...
But not all unprepared were found the Medes. With restless foot, Belesis through the night, Still to and fro had ...
Over the great windy waters, and over the clear-crested summits, Unto the sun and the sky, and unto the perfecter ...
A sound of music, from amidst the hills,Came suddenly, and died; a fitful soundOf mirth, soon lost in wail.??"Again it ...
Wildly and mournfully the Indian drum On the deep hush of moonlight forests broke;"Sing us a death-song, for thine hour ...
Ignoble hate, defeating its own ends!The act that meant dishonor, working glory!Could any mausoleum built by handsLift his sweet memory ...
It cannot be that having seen the day We should endure the tyranny of the night ; For if we ...
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