The Lambs on the Boulder (James Wright Poems)
I hear that the Commune di Padova has an exhibition of master- pieces from Giotto to Mantegna. Giotto is the ...
I hear that the Commune di Padova has an exhibition of master- pieces from Giotto to Mantegna. Giotto is the ...
If it be true, as some have dreamed,That all have lived and loved before,I cannot wonder it hath seemedThat on ...
How many lives, made beautiful and sweet By self-devotion and by self-restraint, Whose pleasure is to run without complaint On unknown errands of ...
Behold, even I, even I am Beatrice.(Div. Com. Purg. xxx.)OF Florence and of BeatriceServant and singer from of old,O'er Dante's ...
My books are on their shelves againAnd clouds lie low with mist and rain.Afar the Arno murmurs lowThe tale of ...
Press each on each, sweet wings, and roof me in Some clos?d cell to hold my weariness,Desired—as from unshadowed plains ...
Not, exactly, green: closer to bronze preserved in kind brine, something retrieved from a Greco-Roman wreck, patinated and oddly muscular. ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
(Newdigate prize poem recited in the Sheldonian Theatre Oxford June 26th, 1878. To my friend George Fleming author of 'The ...
It is full winter now: the trees are bare, Save where the cattle huddle from the cold Beneath the pine, ...
The windless northern surge, the sea-gull's scream, And Calvin's kirk crowning the barren brae. I think of Giotto the Tuscan ...
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