The Sage Enamoured And The Honest Lady (George Meredith Poems)
IOne fairest of the ripe unwedded leftHer shadow on the Sage's path; he found,By common signs, that she had done ...
IOne fairest of the ripe unwedded leftHer shadow on the Sage's path; he found,By common signs, that she had done ...
Is it the petals falling from the rose? For in the silence I can hear a sound Nearer than mine ...
ADVIS m'est que j'oy regreterLa belle qui fut h?aulmiere,Soy jeune fille soushaicterEt parler en telle maniere:'Ha! viellesse felonne et fiere,Pourquoi ...
What are these women up to? They've gone and strung Drapes over the windows, cutting out light And the slightest ...
Pale the moon her light was shedding O'er the landscape far and wide;Calmly bright, all ills undreading, Emma wander'd by ...
Newmarket or St. Leger . . .Who, in the garden pony carrying skepsOf grass or fallen leaves, his knees gone ...
By life tormented, and by cunning hope,When my soul surrenders in its battle with them,Day and night I press my ...
Eye standing up eye lying down eye sittingWhy wander about between two hedges made of stair-rails while the ladders become ...
Blurred by a lilac heat, the meadows:in the wood, cathedral shadows swirled.What on earth was left for them to kiss? ...
Winked to the birdcherry, gulped amid tears, Splashed over carriages' varnish, trees' tremble.Full moon. The musicians are picking their way ...
TU MUJHEY ITNEY PYAR SE MAT DEKHTERI PALKOn KE NARM SAAYE MEInDOBTI CHAAnDINI SI LAGTI HAIAUR MUJHEY ITNI DOOR JAANAA ...
Two old Bachelors were living in one house; One caught a Muffin, the other caught a Mouse. Said he who ...
Like the train's beat Swift language flutters the lips Of the Polish airgirl in the corner seat, The swinging and ...
We never really slept, just buried clocks in the sanctuary of night every time I moved you moved with me, ...
it's 1962 March 28th I'm sitting by the window on the Prague-Berlin train night is falling I never knew I ...
Whole complete worlds unaware of my own oblivious to my presence, unless I block the light living, between the tides, ...
Although it is night, I sit in the bathroom, waiting. Sweat prickles behind my knees, the baby-breasts are alert. Venetian ...
(Translated from the French by Edouard Rodti) My wife with the hair of a wood fire With the thoughts of ...
1 COURAGE yet! my brother or my sister! Keep on! Liberty is to be subserv'd, whatever occurs; That is nothing, ...
IF you never came with a pigeon rainbow purple Shining in the six o'clock September dusk: If the red sumach ...
Not soon, as late as the approach of my ninetieth year, I felt a door opening in me and I ...
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