Vive Anarchy (Edwin James Brady Poems)
With the lifting of the curtain, Distance, dim, but grimly certain, Breaks my vision of a city, populous and great, ...
With the lifting of the curtain, Distance, dim, but grimly certain, Breaks my vision of a city, populous and great, ...
Over Sir John's hill,The hawk on fire hangs still;In a hoisted cloud, at drop of dusk, he pulls to his ...
Let the dark mountain shake to the thunder Where the wild horses trample the fern,Let the deep vales ...
Who's that I hear?-It's me-Who?-Your heartHanging on by the thinnest threadI lose all my strength, substance, and fluidWhen I see ...
A Female, to a Drunkard marry'd, When all her other Arts miscarry'd, Had yet one Stratagem to prove him, And ...
They must not talk....That strong and silent creature, The male of homo sapiens, bears the banWith calm aplomb. Speech is ...
The tender Grace of a day that is past.The dew is on the roses, The owl hath spread her wing;And ...
Ye Sons of true Freedom! let's drink, and let's sing;Our Glasses charg'd high, to the Health of the King;To each ...
Out of the sighs a little comes,But not of grief, for I have knocked down thatBefore the agony; the spirit ...
I gently strung my chonguri,And tuned its chords with softness low,Till every string rang harmony…Odela-dela-delao!It hums; then swells. O chonguri,Your ...
Here will be echoes in the mountains,The distant landslides' rumbling boom,The rocks, the dwellings in the village,The sorry little inn, ...
Slow Time, that carrieth such a monstrous load From every stage and hostel of the Past, Do you not weary ...
The youth walks up to the white horse, to put its halter on and the horse looks at him in ...
WITHIN a town where parity According to old form we see,-- That is to say, where Catholic And Protestant no ...
I LATELY vowed to leave the nuns alone, So oft their freaks have in my page been shown. The subject ...
REVERED defender of beauteous Stuart, Of Stuart, a name once respected; A name, which to love was the mark of ...
AE day, as Death, that gruesome carl, Was driving to the tither warl' A mixtie-maxtie motley squad, And mony a ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule, First put the British troops to school; Instructed them in warlike trade, And new ...
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
Who's that I hear?-It's me-Who?-Your heart Hanging on by the thinnest thread I lose all my strength, substance, and fluid ...
Flamingo silk. New ruff, the ivory ghost of a halter. Chestnut curls, * commas behind the ear. "Taller, by half ...
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