The Aeolian Harp (Herman Melville Poems)
_At The Surf Inn_List the harp in window wailing Stirred by fitful gales from sea:Shrieking up in mad crescendo-- Dying down in ...
_At The Surf Inn_List the harp in window wailing Stirred by fitful gales from sea:Shrieking up in mad crescendo-- Dying down in ...
Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more! Thou hast mocked me, starved me, beat my body sore! ...
The silence of the white, bedewed way Was flanked still with the songs of amorous birds, Bruiting their joy for ...
A man is a rock in a garden of chairs and waits for a longtime to be over. It is ...
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
"Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more! Thou hast mocked me, starved me, beat my body sore! ...
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