Apology For Bad Dreams (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
IIn the purple light, heavy with redwood, the slopes drop seaward,Headlong convexities of forest, drawn in together to the steepravine. ...
IIn the purple light, heavy with redwood, the slopes drop seaward,Headlong convexities of forest, drawn in together to the steepravine. ...
Land I adore, farewell! thou land of the southern sun's choosing!Pearl of the Orient seas! our forfeited Garden of Eden!Joyous I yield ...
Thou art sleeping, brother, sleeping In thy lonely battle grave;Shadows o'er the past are creeping,Death, the reaper, still is reaping,Years ...
The harbingers are come. See, see their mark;White is their colour; and behold my head. ...
The last leaves' embers in total immolation Rise into the sky; this whole forest Seethes with irritation, just as we ...
The harbingers are come. See, see their mark; White is their colour; and behold my head. -- George Herbert Long ...
Willing to die to set themselves ablaze the people the rulers caught in the flames Immolation, implosion, explosion the fire ...
Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by ...
There seemed a smell of autumn in the air At the bleak end of night; he shivered there In a ...
Gawaine, aware again of Lancelot In the King's garden, coughed and followed him; Whereat he turned and stood with folded ...
"Whether all towns and all who live in them- So long as they be somewhere in this world That we ...
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