Voyages III (Harold Hart Crane Poems)
Infinite consanguinity it bearsThis tendered theme of you that lightRetrieves from sea plains where the skyResigns a breast that every ...
Infinite consanguinity it bearsThis tendered theme of you that lightRetrieves from sea plains where the skyResigns a breast that every ...
There blossomed into golden day another rosy morn:The ship-wrecked sailor woke, and watched again, of hope forlorn,From his high, purple-misted ...
ORIGIN OF THE SERPENT.Ahti, living on the island,Near the Kauko-point and harbor,Plowed his fields for rye and barley,Furrowed his extensive ...
THE RIVAL SUITORSWainamoinen, old and truthful,Long considered, long debated,How to woo and win the daughterOf the hostess of Pohyola,How to ...
A MysteryHis face was sad; some shadow must have hungAbove his soul; its folds, now falling dark,Now almost bright; but ...
CAPTURE OF THE FIRE-FISH.Wainamoinen, the enchanter,The eternal wisdom-singer,Long reflected, well considered,How to weave the net of flax-yarn,Weave the fish-net of ...
Opening the mists on a sudden through,An Avenue!Then, all one ferment of varied gold,With foam of plumes where the chamfrom ...
Lady who hold'st on me dominion!Within your spirit's arms I stay me fastAgainst the fellImmitigate ravening of the gates of ...
HROTHGAR spake, — to the hall he went,stood by the steps, the steep roof saw,garnished with gold, and Grendel's hand: ...
In all the land our race was once excelling.In richer regions it e'en now possessesBroad seats and fruitful; but by ...
There sat two glasses, filled to the brim, On a rich man's table, rim to rim. One was ruddy and ...
Suggested By The Christiana (Pa.) Treason Trials.Treason? yes, make it treason, if ye will;Build up your gallows, and your victims ...
WE clutch our joys as children do their flowers; We look at them, but scarce believe them ours, Till our ...
I 've wander'd on the sunny hill, I 've wander'd in the vale, Where sweet wee birds in fondness ...
"CLIME of the brave! the high heart's home, Laved by the wild and stormy sea! Thy children, in this far-off ...
The cattle-lands of Corryong, The maiden of the snows(Where silver streams the winter longSing pleasantly their tinkling song) Not many ...
I held the golden vessel of my soulAnd prayed that God would fill it from on high.Day after day the ...
1 WHEN lilacs last in the door-yard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
ON the twilight-burnished hills I lie and long and gaze Where below the grey-lipped sands drink in the flowing tides, ...
There are days when one should be able to pluck off one's head like a dented or worn helmet, straight ...
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