Marshalling Of The Achaians (George Meredith Poems)
Like as a terrible fire feeds fast on a forest enormous,Up on a mountain height, and ...
Like as a terrible fire feeds fast on a forest enormous,Up on a mountain height, and ...
So now the horses of Aiakides, off wide of the war-ground,Wept, since first they were ware ...
"Heigh me! brazen of front, thou glutton for plunder, how can one,Servant here to thy mandates, ...
IWe gave them at the harbour every token- The ritual of the guns, and at the mast The ...
When Phoebus, and the Nine harmonious Maids, Of old assembled in the Thespian Shades; What Theme, they cry'd, what high ...
So he, with a clear shout of laughter,Forth of his ambush leapt, and he vaunted him, ...
These, then, he left, and away where ranks were now clashing the thickest,Onward rushed, and with ...
BEAUTY still walketh on the earth and air, Our present sunsets are as rich in gold As ere the Iliad's ...
They then to fountain-abundant Ida, mother of wild beasts,Came, and they first left ocean to fare ...
Not the sea-wave so bellows abroad when it bursts upon shingle,Whipped from the sea's deeps up ...
I have lived in important places, times When great events were decided, who owned That half a rood of rock, ...
One man's death though somewhat cathartic yet bringing the pain the loss back to the forefront One man's death hardly ...
Easy with a demon putting a face on evil calling out bin Laden the leader of al Qaeda But now ...
A sense of vindication of closure for the loss not joy in the killing in the taking of a life ...
A quiet resolve a sense of some closure; but the pain still there our innocence gone Without cheering no joy ...
Even the death of evil taken by his choosing refusing to submit to stand in the dock of justice Saddened ...
Do we mourn even for the death of evil of a person bent on our destruction How can we be ...
Victory over evil in the cries of war the terrorist brought down but may we not gloat Not like the ...
Of asphodel, that greeny flower, like a buttercup upon its branching stem- save that it's green and wooden- I come, ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough, Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime, With ...
God! ask me not to record your wonders, I admit the stars and the suns And the countless worlds. But ...
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