Ballad Of The Mad Ladye (Kate Seymour Maclean Poems)
The rowan tree grows by the tower foot,(_Flotsam and jetsam from over the sea, Can the dead feel joy or pain?_)And ...
The rowan tree grows by the tower foot,(_Flotsam and jetsam from over the sea, Can the dead feel joy or pain?_)And ...
Crass rays streaming from the vestibules;Cafes glittering like jeweled teeth;High-flung signsBlinking yellow phosphorescent eyes;Girls in blackCircling monotonouslyAbout the orange lights…Nothing ...
When steadily blew the wind from shores of Thrace,And stirred the vines of Lesbos, loaded downWith racy fruit all round ...
Do you ever dream you hear it, you who went the lonely track?Do you ever hear its simple melodiesTossing round ...
The mountain road ends here,Broken away in the chasm whereThe bridge washed out years ago.The first scarlet larkspur glittersIn the ...
The steamers that put from the Clyde,And the whalers that sail from Dundee,Go forth in their season on top of ...
Snowy sails, silvery sails,Gleaming in the sun,Leaving scores of jewelled trailsIn the course you run,On your white wings bear awayAll ...
ON what long tidesDo you drift to my fire,You waifs of strange waters?From what far seas,What murmurous sands,What desolate beaches--Flotsam ...
June: 1857 Fourteen, all told, no more, Pack'd close within the door ...
She was born in the season of fire, When a mantle of murkiness lay On the front of the crimson ...
I've served in the French Foreign Legion It's Hell! The life couldn't be harder, For it's war to the knife ...
The success of the Scout movement throughout the whole world has been amply proven by the present triumphant gathering in ...
I Night is above me, And Night is above the night. The sea is beside me soughing, or is still. ...
Lying apart now, each in a separate bed, He with a book, keeping the light on late, She like a ...
Sneakers on wires, trash in trees urban ornaments overhead drawing eyes upward away from the litter, the flotsam and jetsam ...
Silver Wedding The party is over and I sit among The flotsam that its passing leaves, The dirty glasses and ...
This is the law of the Yukon, and ever she makes it plain: "Send not your foolish and feeble; send ...
My most respected comrades of posterity! Rummaging among these days' petrified crap, exploring the twilight of our times, you, possibly, ...
How wise I am to have instructed the butler to instruct the first footman to instruct the second footman to ...
They tell me that euphoria is the feeling of feeling wonderful, well, today I feel euphorian, Today I have the ...
At the open door of the room I stand and look at the night, Hold my hand to catch the ...
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