The Devil And The Monk (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
Once Satan and a monk went on a "drunk,"And Satan struck a bargain with the monk,Whereby the Devil's crew was ...
Once Satan and a monk went on a "drunk,"And Satan struck a bargain with the monk,Whereby the Devil's crew was ...
At Carnac in Brittany, close on the bay,They show you a church, or rather the grayRibs of a dead one, ...
When you were a tadpole and I was a fishIn the Paleozoic time,And side by side on the ebbing tideWe ...
To horse! to horse! brave Cavaliers!To horse for Church and Crown!Strike, strike your tents! snatch up your spears!And ho for ...
When I laid aside the verses of Mimnermus,I lived a life of canned heat and raw hands,alone, not far from ...
I. He is to weet a melancholy carle: Thin in the waist, with bushy head of hair As hath the seeded thistle when ...
I.He is to weet a melancholy carle:Thin in the waist, with bushy head of hair,As hath the seeded thistle when ...
Round Rajagriha five fair hills arose,Guarding King Bimbas?ra's sylvan town:Baibh?ra green with lemon-grass and palms;Bipulla, at whose foot thin SarsutiSteals ...
The earth smells dank, the weeds grow rank, The cold ...
To BEVERLEY TUCKER, ESQUIRE, GREETING: Dear BEV. this greeting goes to you across the Atlantic brine, From the little room ...
A constant keeping-past of shaken trees, And a bewildered glitter of loose road; Banks of bright growth, with single blades ...
Come Jack, our place is with the ruckOn the open road today,Not with the tepid "footpath sneak"Or with the wise ...
ILord of this blood-drenched battle plain,Lord of the foe our hands have slainGlory to Thee amidst the dead,That Thou hast ...
A gay young knight in Burley stood,Beside him pawed his steed so good,His hands he wrung as he were woodWith ...
Harsh, unuttered thunderStood like a stone wallAbove the marsh's silver line.Crooked cranes, white as lightning-Flattened for an instant, flashing from ...
By feathers green, across Casbeen The pilgrims track the Phoenix flown,By gems he strew'd in waste and wood, And jewell'd ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
A very humble pen I ply Beneath a cottage thatch; And in the sunny hours I try To till my ...
Out of burlap sacks, out of bearing butter, Out of black bean and wet slate bread, Out of the acids ...
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