On Love (Bliss Carman Poem)
TO the assembled folk At great St. Kavin's spoke Young Brother Amiel on Christmas Eve; I give you joy, my ...
TO the assembled folk At great St. Kavin's spoke Young Brother Amiel on Christmas Eve; I give you joy, my ...
To the tune of "Lamentation" It was far into the night when, intoxicated, I took off my ornaments; The plum ...
So early it's still almost dark out. I'm near the window with coffee, and the usual early morning stuff that ...
The billows swell, the winds are high, Clouds overcast my wintry sky; Out of the depths to Thee I call, ...
(After Lorca) Now in Vienna there are ten pretty women. There's a shoulder where death comes to cry. There's a ...
Like a lone Arab, old and blind, Some caravan had left behind, Who sits beside a ruin'd well, Where the ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
The winter comes; I walk alone, I want no bird to sing; To those who keep their hearts their own ...
You are so beautiful and I am a fool to be in love with you is a theme that keeps ...
... Among the shadows of the groaning elms, amid the darkening oaks, we fled ourselves ... ... Once there were ...
She was very strange, and beautiful, as the violet mist upon the hills before night falls when the hoot owl ...
Long days, short nights, this Southern summer Fixes the mind within its timeless place. Athwart pale limbs the brazen hummer ...
The kind old face, the egg-shaped head, The tie, discreetly loud, The loosely fitting shooting clothes, A closely fitting shroud. ...
This is the time of day when we in the Mens's ward Think "one more surge of the pain and ...
Gaily into Ruislip Gardens Runs the red electric train, With a thousand Ta's and Pardon's Daintily alights Elaine; Hurries down ...
Writing from Boston, where sky is simply property, a flourish topping crowds of condos and historic real estate, I'm trying ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
What is she writing? Watch her now, How fast her fingers move ! How eagerly her youthful brow Is bent ...
On my wall hangs a Japanese carving, The mask of an evil demon, decorated with gold lacquer. Sympathetically I observe ...
Creeps in half wanton, half asleep, One with a fat wide hairless face. He likes love-music that is cheap; Likes ...
Look, how those steep woods on the mountain's face Burn, burn against the sunset; now the cold Invades our very ...
Deprived of his enemy, shrugged to a standstill horrible Henry, foaming. Fan their way toward him who will in the ...
Again, his friend's death made the man sit still and freeze insideâ?"his daughter won first priceâ?" his wife scowled over ...
Henry's pelt was put on sundry walls where it did much resemble Henry and them persons was delighted. Especially his ...
On the great walls of ancient cloisters were nailed Murals displaying Truth the saint, Whose effect, reheating the pious entrails ...
1 It once might have been, once only: 2 We lodged in a street together, 3 You, a sparrow on ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
I. I dream of a red-rose tree. And which of its roses three Is the dearest rose to me? II. ...
All that I know Of a certain star, Is, it can throw (Like the angled spar) Now a dart of ...
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