Ah Ling, The Leper (Edward George Dyson Poems)
UP a dark and fetid alley, where the offal and the slimeOf a brave and blusterous city met its misery ...
UP a dark and fetid alley, where the offal and the slimeOf a brave and blusterous city met its misery ...
Se da' prim' anni.If some mild heat of love in youth confessed Burns a fresh heart with swift consuming fire, What will ...
Priest, is any song-bird stricken? Is one leaf less on the tree?Is this wine less red and royal That the hangman waits ...
, The wrathful winter, 'proaching on apace, With blustering blasts had all ybar'd the treen, And old Saturnus, ...
SILENT old gateway! whose two columns stand Like simple monuments on either hand; No trellised iron-work, with pleasant view Of ...
Love, that long since hast to thy mighty powrePerforce subdude my poor captived hart,And raging now therein with restlesse stowre,Doest ...
INot yet had History's Aetna smoked the skies,And low the Gallic Giantess lay enchained,While overhead in ordered set and riseHer ...
My lady sat in her bower, and span From a newly plenished creel; She loved the wild sea noise that ...
From Camoweal to Windywoe, from Windywoe to Thirstyville,We'll drag the line around the map, along the plain, and up the ...
Down beside the loathly Pitch Lake,In the stately Morichal,Sat an ancient Spanish Indian,Peering through the columns tall.Watching vainly for the ...
I.Beneath the vans of doom did men pass in.Heroic who came out; for round them hungA wavering phantom's red volcano ...
THEN the baleful fiend its fire belched out,and bright homes burned. The blaze stood highall landsfolk frighting. No living thingwould ...
THUS seethed unceasing the son of Healfdenewith the woe of these days; not wisest menassuaged his sorrow; too sore the ...
I When Sir Gawain was led to his bridal-bed, By Arthur's knights in scorn God-sped:- How think you he felt? ...
THE long white windows blankly stare Across the sodden, tangled grass, Weed-covered are the pathways where ...
(For Alden March) With drooping sail and pennant That never a wind may reach, They float in sunless waters Beside ...
Some say that Guy of Warwick The man that killed the Cow, And brake the mighty Boar alive Beyond the ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
Past ash cans and alley cats, Fetid. overflowing gutters, Leprous lines of rancid flats Where the frowsy linen flutters; With ...
(Time Night. Scene the woods.) Where shall I turn me? whither shall I bend My weary way? thus worn with ...
Fly, son of Banquo! Fleance, fly! Leave thy guilty sire to die. O'er the heath the stripling fled, The wild ...
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