The Assault Heroic (Robert Graves Poem)
Down in the mud I lay, Tired out by my long day Of five damned days and nights, Five sleepless ...
Down in the mud I lay, Tired out by my long day Of five damned days and nights, Five sleepless ...
The gold-hoarder walked in his palace park and with him walked his troubles. And over his head hovered worries as ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
for tess Tonight there's a crowd in my head: all the things you are not yet. You are words without ...
Three weeks gone and the combatants gone returning over the nightmare ground we found the place again, and found the ...
Heart of France for a hundred years, Passionate, sensitive, proud, and strong, Quick to throb with her hopes and fears, ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
(Presbyter of Christ in Americas 1683-1708) To thee, plain hero of a rugged race, We bring the meed of praise ...
Come to the pane, draw the curtain apart, There she is passing, the girl of my heart; See where she ...
Revolving in their destin'd sphere, The hours begin another year As rapidly to fly; Ah! think, Maria, (e'er in grey ...
God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon ...
God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon ...
Behold, the grave of a wicked man, And near it, a stern spirit. There came a drooping maid with violets, ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Words shouting, singing, smiling, frowning-- Sense lacking. Ah, nothing, more obscure than Browning, Save blacking. (Ambrose Bierce)
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye garden of roses! In you let the minions of luxury rove; Restore me to the ...
AS on the banks o' wandering Nith, Ae smiling simmer morn I stray'd, And traced its bonie howes and haughs, ...
The city purrs, it hums along, the morning hardly risen. A well-dressed drunk smears her finger across a doorman's lips ...
Far, far from here, The Adriatic breaks in a warm bay Among the green Illyrian hills; and there The sunshine ...
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
Mist clogs the sunshine. Smoky dwarf houses Hem me round everywhere; A vague dejection Weighs down my soul. Yet, while ...
WHEN dear Clarinda, 1 matchless fair, First struck Sylvander's raptur'd view, He gaz'd, he listened to despair, Alas! 'twas all ...
1. The voice ended, they saw his pale visage Emerge from the darkness; his hand On the rock of eternity ...
Come, kings, and listen to my song: When Gwin, the son of Nore, Over the nations of the North His ...
Thee the ancientest peer, Duke of Burgundy, rose from the monarch's right hand, red as wines From his mountains; an ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
84 Thee the ancientest peer, Duke of Burgundy, rose from the monarch's right hand, red as wines 85 From his ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
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