Song Of The Manes (John Kenyon Poems)
Come, dance we now in friendly band; The Manes twinkling Hesperus calls; Cynthia through heaven a trembling light Shoots from her silver horns. None, ...
Come, dance we now in friendly band; The Manes twinkling Hesperus calls; Cynthia through heaven a trembling light Shoots from her silver horns. None, ...
Hers all that Earth could promise or bestow,--Youth, Beauty, Love, a crown, the beckoning years,Lids never wet, unless with joyous ...
FLOWER of the homely but poetic name,Loved by our fathers' fathers long ago,Unchanging beauty thou hast yet to show,A beauty ...
Behold, even I, even I am Beatrice.(Div. Com. Purg. xxx.)OF Florence and of BeatriceServant and singer from of old,O'er Dante's ...
MY LIFE is bitter with thy love; thine eyesBlind me, thy tresses burn me, thy sharp sighsDivide my flesh and ...
Apes and ivory, skulls and roses, in junks of old Hong-Kong, Gliding over a sea of dreams to a ...
Not here the grace of the sonnet's flow,The blithe ballade and the smooth rondeau,The minstrel's tale and the wooer's sighs,And ...
TOM, if they loved thee best who called thee Tom. What else may all men call thee, seeing thus ...
LORD, is it Thou disguised in Palmer's weed, That coming in life's early morning frore, Standest so humbly knocking at ...
By some strange antepast I have consumedIn a former star foregone the fruits of this;And frost and dust commingle in ...
THERE is a legend that the love of God So quickened under Mary's heart it wrought Her very maidenhood to ...
Thy face is far from this our war, Our call and counter-cry, I shall not find Thee quick and kind, ...
[This song was intended to be introduced in a dramatic poem entitled Mahomet, the plan of which was not carried ...
At break of day the College Portress came: She brought us Academic silks, in hue The lilac, with a silken ...
Somno mollior unda I Dawn is dim on the dark soft water, Soft and passionate, dark and sweet. Love's own ...
I Beyond the hollow sunset, ere a star Take heart in heaven from eastward, while the west, Fulfilled of watery ...
Between the wave-ridge and the strand I let you forth in sight of land, Songs that with storm-crossed wings and ...
WHAT domination of what darkness dies this hour, And through what new, rejoicing, winged, ethereal power O'erthrown, the cells opened, ...
NOT her own sorrow only that hath place Upon yon gentle face. Too slight have been her childhood's years to ...
THEY tell me that the earth is still the same Although the Red Branch now is but a name, That ...
HOW came this pigmy rabble spun, After the gods and kings of old, Upon a tapestry begun With threads of ...
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