The Poe-et’s Nightmare (Howard Phillips Lovecraft Poems)
A FA FableLuxus tumultus semper causa est.Lucullus Languish, student of the skies,And connoisseur of rarebits and mince pies,A bard by ...
A FA FableLuxus tumultus semper causa est.Lucullus Languish, student of the skies,And connoisseur of rarebits and mince pies,A bard by ...
I."A CURSE is on this work!" Columba cried;And with their dark robes flapping in the gale,The frightened monks came hurrying ...
Scene I. Near the place of the damned. Enter Werner and Spirit.Werner.What piercing, stunning sounds assail my ear!Wild shrieks and ...
I had a dream, which was not all a dream.The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the starsDid wander darkling in ...
I saw her twins of eyelids listless swoon Mesmeric eyes, Like the mild lapsing of a lulling tune On wide surprise, While slow the ...
He had every qualification for becoming the scourge of his family.He was born healthy, was born wealthy, and throughout the ...
1 She lay, face downward, on her beaded arm,2 In this her new, sweet dream of human bliss,3 Her heart ...
We had once been close and warm friends…. But an unlucky moment came…and we parted as enemies.Many years passed by…. ...
IEnter these enchanted woods,You who dare.Nothing harms beneath the leavesMore than waves a swimmer cleaves.Toss your heart up with the ...
Forty Years AfterCOMRADE, yet a little further I would go before the nightCloses round and chills in darkness all the ...
Over the rim of the glass Containing a good martini with a twist I eye her bosom and consider a ...
THE first, a mare; the second, 'twixt bow-wow And pussy-cat, a cross; the third, a beast To baffle Buffon; the ...
Out of the poisonous East, Over a continent of blight, Like a maleficent Influence released From the most squalid cellerage ...
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
Because he puts the compromising chart Of hell before your eyes, you are afraid; Because he counts the price that ...
Sweet life! how lovely to be here And feel the soft sea-laden breeze Strike my flushed face, the spruce's fair ...
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