The Poe-et’s Nightmare (Howard Phillips Lovecraft Poems)
A FA FableLuxus tumultus semper causa est.Lucullus Languish, student of the skies,And connoisseur of rarebits and mince pies,A bard by ...
A FA FableLuxus tumultus semper causa est.Lucullus Languish, student of the skies,And connoisseur of rarebits and mince pies,A bard by ...
As when the sun above a dusky wold,Springs into sight and turns the gloom to gold,Lights with his magic beams ...
"There's a divinity that shapes our ends,Rough hew them as we will."—-ShakspereBehold with awe, and high adoring wonder,The living car ...
"Let us now go even unto Bethlehem."O Night of nights! O night Desired of man so long!The ancient heavens fled forth ...
Turn from the ways of this Woman! Campaspe we call her by name —She is fairer than flowers of the ...
The hours of night unheeded fly, And in the grate the embers fade; Vast shadows one by one pass by In silent daemon ...
The fire that filled my heart of oldGave luster while it burned;Now only ashes gray and coldAre in its silence ...
There is a power whose inspiration fills Nature's fair fabric, sun- and star-inwrought, Like airy dew ere any drop distils, ...
Athwart the sod which is treading for God * the poet paced with hissplendid eyes;Paradise-verdure he stately passes * to ...
Eight years have fled since, in the wilderness,I drew the rein to rest my comrade there-My supple, clean-limbed pony of ...
Sweet days of breaking light,or yet the shadowy mightand blaze of starry strifepossess'd my life;sweet dawn of Beauty's day,first hint ...
IIn the Indian dawnMany a long, voluminous fold,Vicious blue and viscous gold,Twenty living feet of hell,Glides a snake into the ...
Behold an Indian isle, reposedUpon the deep's enamoured breast,Even like a royal bride, be-rosedWith passion in her happy rest.Or, when ...
But may a Rural Pen try to set forthSuch a Great Fathers Ancient Grace and worthI undertake a no less ...
TO THE LATE REV. JAMES POINDEXTER. Weep not! He is not dead- 'Though sepulchered, the tenement of clay, The severance ...
There is a power whose inspiration fills Nature's fair fabric, sun- and star-inwrought, Like airy dew ere any drop distils, ...
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
You see that sheaf of slender books Upon the topmost shelf, At which no browser ever looks, Because they're by ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
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