Battle Of The Stars (Adah Isaacs Menken Poems)
Alone on the hill of stormsThe voice of the wind shrieks through the mountain.The torrent rushes down the rocks.Red are ...
Alone on the hill of stormsThe voice of the wind shrieks through the mountain.The torrent rushes down the rocks.Red are ...
MORNINGThe breeze awakes with morn's first ray,Like childhood roused from sleep to play;The sunshine, like a fairy sprite,Comes to undo ...
IOh, I am wild—wild!Angels of the weary-hearted, come to thy child.Spread your white wings over me!Tenderly, tenderly,Lovingly, lovingly,Plead for me, ...
MASTERED by desire impulsive,By a mighty inward urging,I am ready now for singing,Ready to begin the chantingOf our nation's ancient ...
OLD friend, that with a pale and pensile grace Climbest the lush hedgerows, art thou back again, Marking the slow ...
"The drug clerk stands behind the counter Young and dapper and debonair…. Before him burn the great unwinking lights The ...
FROM the near city comes the clang of bells: Their hundred jarring diverse tones combine In one faint misty harmony, ...
Upon the blue mountain I stood, Upon the mountain as he sank into the Rivers of Night: The camps of ...
Yesterday I still went powdered and addictedInto the many-colored sounding world.Today everything has long since drowned.Here is a thing.There is ...
She sweeps with many-colored brooms,And leaves the shreds behind;Oh, housewife in the evening west,Come back, and dust the pond!You dropped ...
O VIRGIN, mother of the sweet spring flowers!O lovely May, in shining blossoms clad!Why bring you not the blossom of ...
She sweeps with many-colored Brooms -- And leaves the Shreds behind -- Oh Housewife in the Evening West -- Come ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth The ...
(Lines written in the Vale of Chamouni) 1 The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
When he, who is the unforgiven, Beheld her first, he found her fair: No promise ever dreamt in heaven Could ...
The photographic chamber of the eye records bare painted walls, while an electric light lays the chromium nerves of plumbing ...
When she says Margarita she means Daiquiri. When she says quixotic she means mercurial. And when she says, "I'll never ...
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