The English Flag (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack, remained fluttering in the flames for some time, but ultimately when ...
Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack, remained fluttering in the flames for some time, but ultimately when ...
When she goes to Hollywood she is an angel. She writes in red red lipstick on the window of her ...
And a man said, "Speak to us of Self-Knowledge." And he answered, saying: Your hearts know in silence the secrets ...
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly of the grape, Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, ...
The Jay his Castanet has struck Put on your muff for Winter The Tippet that ignores his voice Is impudent ...
To the tune "As in a Dream" I have long remembered the pavilion on the stream the falling sun so ...
To the tune of "Like a Dream" I always remember the sunset over the pavilion by the river, so tipsy ...
The fragrance of the pink lotus fails, the jade mat hints of autumn. Softly I unfasten my silk cloak, Who ...
Red lotus incense fades on The jeweled curtain. Autumn Comes again. Gently I open My silk dress and float alone ...
This morning I dreamed I followed Widely spaced bells, ringing in the wind, And climbed through mists to rosy clouds. ...
When the chill of earth black-breasted is uplifted at the glance Of the red sun million-crested, and the forest blossoms ...
When the chill of earth black-breasted is uplifted at the glance Of the red sun million-crested, and the forest blossoms ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
Amongst the grandeur of Hua Shan I climb to the Flower Peak, and fancy I see fairies and immortals carrying ...
A Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. ...
How pleasant to sit on the beach, On the beach, on the sand, in the sun, With ocean galore within ...
Mens Voices: LORD of the lotus, lord of the harvest, Bright and munificent lord of the morn! Thine is the ...
Nay, do not grieve tho' life be full of sadness, Dawn will not veil her spleandor for your grief, Nor ...
HONEY, child, honey, child, whither are you going? Would you cast your jewels all to the breezes blowing? Would you ...
I am not the piston in the flower or The bulging seed throttled by pollen But a separate figure expectant ...
PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty's eye, As in those gardens where ...
This institution, perhaps one should say enterprise out of respect for which one says one need not change one's mind ...
How many times, like lotus lilies risen Upon the surface of a river, there Have risen floating on my blood ...
(The poem shows the Master, with his work done, singing to free his heart in Heaven.) I heard Immanuel singing ...
"So pulse, and pulse, thou rhythmic-hearted Noon That liest, large-limbed, curved along the hills, In languid palpitation, half a-swoon With ...
Through seas of dreams and seas of phantasies, Through seas of solitudes and vacancies, And through my Self, the deepest ...
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