Love’s Blindness (Alfred Austin Poems)
Now do I know that Love is blind, for I Can see no beauty on this beauteous earth, No life, ...
Now do I know that Love is blind, for I Can see no beauty on this beauteous earth, No life, ...
LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The ...
I. I wanted the macabre plant holder hanging in Janet and Chrissy's apartment. My friend said her cousin tried to ...
alas our good kaspar is dead. who will bury a burning flag in the wings of the clouds who will ...
He thinks her little feet should pass Where dandelions star thickly grass; Her hands should lift in sunlit air Sea-wind ...
After the movie, when the lights come up, He takes her powdered hand behind the wings; She, all in yellow, ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
The door is shut. She leaves the curtained office, And down the grey-walled stairs comes trembling slowly Towards the dazzling ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
'Number four-the girl who died on the table- The girl with golden hair-' The purpling body lies on the polished ...
Snow falls. The sky is grey, and sullenly glares With purple lights in the canyoned street. The fiery sign on ...
The warm sun dreams in the dust, the warm sun falls On bright red roofs and walls; The trees in ...
Round white clouds roll slowly above the housetops, Over the clear red roofs they flow and pass. A flock of ...
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
The round red sun heaves darkly out of the sea. The walls and towers are warmed and gleam. Sounds go ...
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
Up high black walls, up sombre terraces, Clinging like luminous birds to the sides of cliffs, The yellow lights went ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
I. (Bread and Music) Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was ...
When I knew, it was raining. Winter in decline. I was tired. You in your soaked shirt diffused into the ...
Florida An Airedale rolling through green frost, cabbage palms pointing their accusing leaves at whom, petulant waves breaking at my ...
Through grass, through amber'd cornfields, our slow Stream-- Fringed with its flags and reeds and rushes tall, And Meadowsweet, the ...
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
Gray, gray is Abbey Assaroe, by Belashanny town, It has neither door nor window, the walls are broken down; The ...
WHAT thing shall be held up to woman's beauty? Where are the bounds of it? Yea, what is all The ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Oh! a bare, brown rock Stood up in the sea, The waves at its feet Dancing merrily. A little bubble ...
Little shadows, little shadows Dancing on the chamber wall, While I sit beside the hearthstone Where the red flames rise ...
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