A Worn Rose (Lola Ridge Poems)
Where to-day would a dainty buyerImbibe your scented juice,Pale ruin with a heart of fire;Drain your succulence with her lips,Grown ...
Where to-day would a dainty buyerImbibe your scented juice,Pale ruin with a heart of fire;Drain your succulence with her lips,Grown ...
Is it illusion? or does there a spirit from perfecter ages, Here, even yet, amid loss, change, and corruption abide? ...
TO THE MARQUIS GINO CAPPONI. I was mistaken, my dear Gino. Long And greatly have I erred. I fancied life ...
ILMARINEN'S WEDDING-FEAST.Louhi, hostess of the Northland,Ancient dame of Sariola,While at work within her dwelling,Heard the whips crack on the fenlands,Heard ...
With tears I leave these academic bowers, And cease to cull the scientific flowers; With tears I hail the fair ...
The rum was rich and rare,There were wagers in the air,The atmosphere was rosy, and the tongues were ...
My miserable countrymen, whose wont is once a-year To lounge in watering-places, disagreeable and dear; Who on pigmy Cambrian mountains, ...
Joy, thou goddess, fair, immortal, Offspring of Elysium,Mad with rapture, to the portal Of thy holy fame we come!Fashion's laws, ...
Joy, thou beauteous godly lightning,Daughter of Elysium,Fire drunken we are ent'ringHeavenly, thy holy home!Thy enchantments bind together,What did custom stern ...
"Silent he stalk'd, and ever and anon He shudder'd, and turn'd back, saying, ""Who follows?"" Horror had blanch'd his check; ...
I knew a careful lady onceWho read a book by Dr. Bunce,A wise authority on wogsThat roam about in dust ...
FROM yon fair hill, whose woody crest The mantling hand of spring has dress'd, Where gales imbibe the May-perfume, And ...
The spring-it had simply been you,And so, to a certain extent,The summer; but autumn-this scandalous blueOf wallpaper? Rubbish and felt?They ...
Sister, rise up after your freedom,why are you quiet?rise up because henceforthyou have to imbibe the blood of tyrannical men.Seek ...
Beloved, with the spent and sickly fumesOf rumour's cinders all the air is filled,But you are the engrossing lexiconOf fame ...
WE'RE told, that once a cobbler, BLASE by name; A wife had got, whose charms so high in fame; But ...
A butler asks, will Madam be having her morning coffee alfresco? If you would be so good as to lift ...
Too many, Lord, abuse Thy grace In this licentious day, And while they boast they see Thy face, They turn ...
Joy, thou goddess, fair, immortal, Offspring of Elysium, Mad with rapture, to the portal Of thy holy fame we come! ...
Why do I live to loath the cheerful day, To shun the smiles of Fame, and mark the hours On ...
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