“Beneath a veil of milky white” (Osip Emilevich Mandelstam Poems)
Beneath a veil of milky whiteStands Isaac's like a hoary dovecote,The crozier irritates the grey silences,The heart understands the airy rite.The ...
Beneath a veil of milky whiteStands Isaac's like a hoary dovecote,The crozier irritates the grey silences,The heart understands the airy rite.The ...
If you finish the weaving, lay out your linensTo whiten under the birch;I will come home by them - twilight ...
WHERE love once was, let there be no hate:Though they that went as one by night and dayGo now alone,Where ...
I must tell you how it happened,Believe it or do not - An episode to end housewarmingsIn granaries of song.I say, ...
OTSO THE HONEY-EATER.Came the tidings to Pohyola,To the village of the Northland,That Wainola had recoveredFrom her troubles and misfortunes,From her ...
. Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the ...
The jocund years with smiling plenty crown'd,In shining circles now advanc'd their round:Unbounded crops reward the reaper's toil,And rustick pleasures ...
SEATED in a Moorish garden On the Sahel of Algiers, Wandering breezes brought the burden Of its history in past ...
IEnter these enchanted woods,You who dare.Nothing harms beneath the leavesMore than waves a swimmer cleaves.Toss your heart up with the ...
He washed out his marred hair and cleaned up his equipment(?), shaking out his locks down over his back,throwing off ...
When London's fatal bills were blown abroadAnd few but Specters travel'd on the road,Not towns but men in the black ...
When icy blasts blow fierce and wild, Cutting the face like steel, And summer's heart is trodden ...
This is the feast-time of the year,When plenty pours her wine of cheer,And even humble boards may spareTo poorer poor ...
1898 Being a translation of the song that was made by a Mohammedanschoolmaster of Bengal Infantry (some time on service ...
Beyond the great valley an odd instinctive rising Begins to possess the ground, the flatness gathers to little humps and ...
Boaz, overcome with weariness, by torchlight made his pallet on the threshing floor where all day he had worked, and ...
He was the sort of man who wouldn't hurt a fly. Many flies are now alive while he is not. ...
Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth The ...
The summer and autumn had been so wet, That in winter the corn was growing yet, 'Twas a piteous sight ...
America, from a grain of maize you grew to crown with spacious lands the ocean foam. A grain of maize ...
Men say the world is full of fear and hate, And all life's ripening harvest-fields await The restless sickle of ...
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