Immortal Eve – II (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
1Dear, could the wise creator makeMe, nor imagine you,When from his wisdom's awful breathI came like trembling dew,You under my ...
1Dear, could the wise creator makeMe, nor imagine you,When from his wisdom's awful breathI came like trembling dew,You under my ...
(The Defence of Perushtitsa)O stirring of glory, O sombre sad stirring,Days of proud struggle, O days of adversity!Epic obscure and ...
NEW YORK, DECEMBER 3, 1873HANG out our banners on the stately towerIt dawns at last--the long-expected hour!The steep is climbed, ...
Pallas, observing Stella's witWas more than for her sex was fit,And that her beauty, soon or late,Might breed confusion in ...
Would you a favrite novel make,Try hard your readers heart to breakFor who is pleasd, if not tormented?(Novels for that ...
I need not ask thee, for my sake,To read a book which well may makeIts way by native force of ...
Down in history we find it and in grandest works of art,How the men on fields of battle play so ...
The Lady of the Motor-car she stareth straight ahead;Her face is like the stone, my friend, her face is like ...
Thou, run to the dry on this wayside bank,Too plainly of all the propellers bereft!Quenched youth, and is that thy ...
"My dream had never died or lived again.As in some mystic middle state I lay;Seeing I saw not, hearing not ...
No charms she now can boast,--'tis true,But other charmers wither too:"And she is old,"--the fact I know,And old will other ...
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, Made in the last promotion of the Blest; Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise, ...
To the Pious Memory of the Accomplished Young Lady, Mrs Anne Killigrew, Excellent in the Two Sister-arts of Poesy and ...
Praise the good-tempered summer and the red cardinal that jumps like a hot coal off the track. Praise the heavy ...
I've known the pleasures of being fired at least eleven times- most notably by Larry who found my snood unsuitable, ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
My dream had never died or lived again. As in some mystic middle state I lay; Seeing I saw not, ...
She said: the pitying audience melt in tears, But Fate and Jove had stopp'd the Baron's ears. In vain Thalestris ...
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