Music (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
IMUSIC, on the air's edge, rides alone,Plumed like empastured Caesars of the skyWith a god's helmet; now, in the gold ...
IMUSIC, on the air's edge, rides alone,Plumed like empastured Caesars of the skyWith a god's helmet; now, in the gold ...
As I hurried through t' taan to my wark, -I were lat, for all t' buzzers had gooan-I happen'd to hear ...
The drowsy day, with half-closed eyes, Dreams in this quaint forgotten street, That, like some old-world wreckage, lies,-- Left by the sea's receding ...
No holly bush is here; no ancient yew tree;Strange stones embedded in the salt marsh stand,And rusted by the sun, ...
Quaint and forgotten, by an unused road, An old house stands: around its doors the dense Blue iron-weeds grow high; The chipmunks make ...
When you destroy a blade of grassYou poison England at her roots:Remember no man's foot can passWhere evermore no green ...
In the dungeon crypts idly did I stray,Reckless of the lives wasting there away;"Draw the ponderous bars; open, Warder stern!"He ...
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its towerTicks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour:At the deep sudden ...
Here in the furnace city, in the humid air they faint,God's pallid poor, His people, with scarcely space for breath:So ...
After a Print by George Cruikshank It was a gusty night, With the wind booming, and swooping, Looping round corners, ...
Severed and gone, so many years! And art thou still so dear to me, That throbbing heart and burning tears ...
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its tower Ticks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour: At the ...
As soon as we crossed into Yorkshire Hughes' voice assailed me, unmistakable Gravel and honey, a raw celebration of rain ...
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