The Wanderer (Christopher Brennan Poems)
When window-lamps had dwindled, then I roseand left the town behind me; and on my waypassing a certain door I ...
When window-lamps had dwindled, then I roseand left the town behind me; and on my waypassing a certain door I ...
Nor can the foremost of the sons of menEscape my ribald and licentious penSwiftYou prisoners of New South Wales,Who frequent ...
Composed at Stroud A.A. Co. Establishment StationNew South Wales.Composed and written October 23rd day, Anno 1839You prisoners of New South ...
ELLA kept anxious vigil by the bed: How strange it is to watch through creeping hours A face which was ...
1.WE are a shadow and a shining, we!One moment nothing seems but what we see,Nor aught to rule but common ...
The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisp?d and sere— The leaves ...
(_By Sir Giles, whom the Witch of Urm leads to Judas Iscariot_) Against a castle moated gloomily by a bitter ...
The house in Broad Street, red brick, with nine rooms the weedgrown graveyard with its rows of tombs the jail ...
We shall not forget them; why should pylons raiseMute appeal for reverence, rememb'rance and regret?Spectral cold in early dawn, and ...
It is a shabby backdrop of bright stars:one of the small interstices of time:the worn out north star northward, and ...
Swept into limbo is the host Of heavenly angels, row on row;The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Pale ...
It always comes, and when it comes they know.To will it is enough to bring them there.The knack is this, ...
Down through the tomb's inward arch He has shouldered out into Limbo to gather them, dazed, from dreamless slumber: the ...
"In the Same Boat"--A Diversity of Creatures There was darkness under Heaven For an hour's space-- Darkness that we knew ...
You gave me the child that seamed my belly & stitched up my life. You gave me: one book of ...
Fishermen at Ballyshannon Netted an infant last night Along with the salmon. An illegitimate spawning, A small one thrown back ...
The sole true Something--This ! In Limbo Den It frightens Ghosts as Ghosts here frighten men-- For skimming in the ...
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
Men of the High North, the wild sky is blazing; Islands of opal float on silver seas; Swift splendors kindle, ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
1 We, whose lungs fill with the sweetness of day. Who in May admire trees flowering Are better than those ...
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