The Sleeping Stone (Patience Strong Poems)
I stopped to call a taxi in the heart of Babylon.At the pavement's edge I stood - the traffic writhing ...
I stopped to call a taxi in the heart of Babylon.At the pavement's edge I stood - the traffic writhing ...
Accurs?d to the Medes, as to himself, That fatal hour when,--mad with fiercest hate,-- His private wrong on one man ...
In a vision Liberty stood By the childless charm-stricken bedWhere, barren of glory and good,Knowing nought if she would ...
Salcombe Hill and four hills more Lie to leftward of this shore. On the right Peak Hill arises ...
Out of the fog of dusk she stood motionless watching in stillness the rush of human life hurtling past her ...
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
Watchman, what of the night? - Storm and thunder and rain, Lights that waver and wane, Leaving the watchfires unlit. ...
In a vision Liberty stood By the childless charm-stricken bed Where, barren of glory and good, Knowing nought if she ...
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