The Fool and the Fire (C J Dennis Poems)
A fool and a bag in a belt of scrub, Cloudless skies and the still hot days,And the countryside's ...
A fool and a bag in a belt of scrub, Cloudless skies and the still hot days,And the countryside's ...
Already fallen plum-bloom stars the green And apple-boughs as knarred as old toads' backs Wear their ...
416A Murmur in the Trees - to note -Not loud enough - for Wind -A Star - not far enough ...
After rain, through afterglow, the unfolding fan of railway landscape sidled onthe pivot of a larger arc into the green ...
I. Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
1 Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
A Murmur in the Trees -- to note -- Not loud enough -- for Wind -- A Star -- not ...
Saint Peter stood, at Heaven's gate, All souls claims to adjudicate Saying to some souls, "Enter in!" "Go to Hell," ...
For Horace Gregory After rain, through afterglow, the unfolding fan of railway landscape sidled onthe pivot of a larger arc ...
This day winding down now At God speeded summer's end In the torrent salmon sun, In my seashaken house On ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
The brave Geraint, a knight of Arthur's court, A tributary prince of Devon, one Of that great Order of the ...
Ah, but the City of Pain: how strange its streets are: the false silence of sound drowning sound, and there--proud, ...
That some day, emerging at last from the terrifying vision I may burst into jubilant praise to assenting angels! That ...
"Only a pound," said the auctioneer, "Only a pound; and I'm standing here Selling this animal, gain or loss -- ...
Seven o'clock. The seventh day of the seventh month of the year. No sooner have I got myself up in ...
'Twas on the 16th of October, in the year 1894, I was invited to Inverness, not far from the sea ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
When the vexed hubbub of our world of gain Roars round about me as I walk the street, The myriad ...
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