The Muses Threnodie: Fifth Muse (Henry Adamson Poems)
Yet bold attempt and dangerous, said I,Upon these kinde of men such chance to try,By nature inhumaine, much given to ...
Yet bold attempt and dangerous, said I,Upon these kinde of men such chance to try,By nature inhumaine, much given to ...
With the thirty pieces of silver,They bought the Potter's Field;For none would have the blood-moneyAnd the interest it might yield.The ...
A CITY of Palaces! Yes, that's true: a city of palaces built for trade;Look down this street-what a splendid view ...
_Part I_I'm out to find the new, the modern school,Where Science trains the fledgling bard to fly,Where critics teach the ...
INot yet had History's Aetna smoked the skies,And low the Gallic Giantess lay enchained,While overhead in ordered set and riseHer ...
Dawn from the Foretop! Dawn from the Barrel! A scurry of feet with a roar overhead;The master-watch wildly pointing to ...
As the red Maclean went to and fro 'Twixt Duart and Cairnburg tower, One day he chanced to spy a ...
(The exile Meliboeus finds Tityrus in possession of his own farm,restored to him by the emperor Augustus, and a conversation ...
THEN the baleful fiend its fire belched out,and bright homes burned. The blaze stood highall landsfolk frighting. No living thingwould ...
With the lifting of the curtain, Distance, dim, but grimly certain, Breaks my vision of a city, populous and great, ...
In a rather tiny building at the bottom of the street,With a green door and a window small and very ...
BEHOLD it was this very night:Outwearied with the plaintive rain.I rose, 1 cast her from my sight -Who loves, must ...
My mournful soul, you, sorrowingFor all my friends around,You have become the burial vaultOf all those hounded down.Devoting to their ...
1902 Who hath desired the Sea? -- the sight of salt wind-hounded -- The heave and the halt and the ...
You can see it already: chalks and ochers; Country crossed with a thousand furrow-lines; Ground-level rooftops hidden by the shrubbery; ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
No monument stands over Babi Yar. A drop sheer as a crude gravestone. I am afraid. Today I am as ...
I NOW, O friend, whom noiselessly the snows Settle around, and whose small chamber grows Dusk as the sloping window ...
Were you not ashamed, fellow citizens, When my estate was probated and everyone knew How small a fortune I left?-- ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
Thou two-faced year, Mother of Change and Fate, Didst weep when Spain cast forth with flaming sword, The children of ...
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