The Nympholept (Alan Seeger Poems)
There was a boy — not above childish fears — With steps that faltered now and straining ears, Timid, irresolute, ...
There was a boy — not above childish fears — With steps that faltered now and straining ears, Timid, irresolute, ...
I've ridden nigh a thousand leagues upon two bands of steel,And it takes a grizzled Westerner to know just how ...
I liked the way we used to do, when cattle was plenty and folks was few.The people gathered frum ...
Evening is part of the jig-saw truth of her,ply-wood ply-flesh, her insolent replyblinding the ace with a straight shot to ...
By White Horse Tavern, White Horse Road In olden days wound down;And many a waggon bore its loadAnd many ...
When I'm ridin' alone in the night-time way out on the desolate range,With the moon shinin' down through the cloud-hills ...
Stretched on a sunny bank he lay at rest, Ferns at his elbow, lilies round his knees, With sweet flesh ...
(Quevedo, Mire los muros de la partia mia and Buscas en Roma a Roma, (!)O peregrino!) I I saw the ...
There's no sense in going further -- it's the edge of cultivation," So they said, and I believed it -- ...
The forest bitter, spiky, no shore breeze, no foothills, the grass grows matted, death will come with horses' hooves, endlessly ...
Access Road Fifteen they named it this anonymous road to the Waipakihi where its brawling water becomes Tongariro. A moment's ...
these hearings endlessly, friends, word is had Henry may be returning to our life adult & difficult. There exist rumors ...
There was a boy -- not above childish fears -- With steps that faltered now and straining ears, Timid, irresolute, ...
Stretched on a sunny bank he lay at rest, Ferns at his elbow, lilies round his knees, With sweet flesh ...
Have you gazed on naked grandeur where there's nothing else to gaze on, Set pieces and drop-curtain scenes galore, Big ...
THERE is a wolf in me . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . a red tongue for raw meat . ...
That some day, emerging at last from the terrifying vision I may burst into jubilant praise to assenting angels! That ...
The roving breezes come and go On Kiley's Run, The sleepy river murmurs low, And far away one dimly sees ...
The fields of youth are filled with flowers, The wine of youth is strong: What need have we to count ...
The mountain road goes up and down From Gundagai to Tumut Town And, branching off, there runs a track Across ...
He opens the scullery door, and a sudden rush of wind, as raw as raw, brushes past him as he ...
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