Thoughts On Death (From The Swedish Of C. Lohman) (George Borrow Poems)
Perhaps 't is folly, but still I feelMy heart-strings quiver, my senses reel,Thinking how like a fast stream we rangeNearer ...
Perhaps 't is folly, but still I feelMy heart-strings quiver, my senses reel,Thinking how like a fast stream we rangeNearer ...
Reck not that your wounds are bleeding, Reck not that your voice is weak:Louder than the roar of cannon, ...
I will not lift the door-latch, I will not step inFrom the dark fields and the starlight and the bent ...
He heard it first upon the lips of love, And loved it for love's sake; A faithful word, that knows ...
Smells are surer than sounds or sights To make your heart-strings crack-- They start those awful voices o' nights That ...
(1) and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant) burly men packed in round solid tables but what the helle (drowned ...
'Tis years, soubrette, since last we met; And yet--ah, yet, how swift and tender My thoughts go back in time's ...
I flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying. I said, "Wait on, wait on, while I ride ...
WHILE briers an' woodbines budding green, An' paitricks scraichin loud at e'en, An' morning poussie whiddin seen, Inspire my muse, ...
HAIL, thairm-inspirin', rattlin' Willie! Tho' fortune's road be rough an' hilly To every fiddling, rhyming billie, We never heed, But ...
GUDEWIFE,I MIND it weel in early date, When I was bardless, young, and blate, An' first could thresh the barn, ...
The song of Simeon; or, Death made desirable. Luke 2:27ff Lord, at thy temple we appear, As happy Simeon came, ...
v.1-8,16-18,22 C. M. Support for the afflicted and tempted soul. O God, my refuge, hear my cries, "Behold my flowing ...
There where the mighty mountains bare their fangs unto the moon, There where the sullen sun-dogs glare in the snow-bright, ...
I O THOU, that sit'st upon a throne, With harp of high majestic tone, To praise the King of kings; ...
Smith, great writer of stories, drank; found it immortalized his pen; Fused in his brain-pan, else a blank, heavens of ...
FOR some abiding central source of power, Strong-smitten steady chords, ye seem to flow And, flowing, carry virtue. Far below, ...
In Heaven a spirit doth dwell "Whose heart-strings are a lute"; None sing so wildly well As the angel Israfel, ...
The room is full of you!-As I came in And closed the door behind me, all at once A something ...
O is it Love or is it Fame, This thing for which I sigh? Or has it then no earthly ...
I. THE LION The Lion is a kingly beast. He likes a Hindu for a feast. And if no Hindu ...
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