Fantasia (Duncan Campbell Scott Poems)
Here in Samarcand they offer emeralds,Pure as frozen drops of sea-water,Rubies, pale as dew-ponds stained with slaughter,Where the fairies fought ...
Here in Samarcand they offer emeralds,Pure as frozen drops of sea-water,Rubies, pale as dew-ponds stained with slaughter,Where the fairies fought ...
There's a moral in this: tho' I own that the preaching Of moral and maxim in season and outGrows stale; ...
I've 'ad, said Dan, "a sight o' curios,But where they've gone, Lord knows!The junk I've packed around, alive an' dead,The ...
The morning sun shows like a pillarOf fire through smoke on frosty days.As on a faulty snap, it cannotMake out ...
In hewing an axe-shaft, how must you act? Another axe take, or you'll never succeed. In taking a wife, ...
I often sigh over my long white hair.My woman shares my sorrow.She patches up winter clothes under the lampwhile our ...
In frames as large as rooms that face all ways And block the ends of streets with giant loaves, Screen ...
"As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman; Though she bends him, she obeys him, ...
X. Hiawatha's Wooing "As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman, Though she bends him, ...
When spring-time flushes the desert grass, Our kafilas wind through the Khyber Pass. Lean are the camels but fat the ...
Old Meg she was a Gipsy, And liv'd upon the Moors: Her bed it was the brown heath turf, And ...
Above the tower -- a lone, twice-sized moon. On the cold river passing night-filled homes, It scatters restless gold across ...
The sorrow of riverside blossoms inexplicable, And nowhere to complain -- I've gone half crazy. I look up our southern ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
Is the current rate of global warming a serious and cogent warning? Do we need to think about the fact ...
I spent my day on the scorching hot dust of the road. Now, in the cool of the evening, I ...
Mother, the light has grown grey in the sky; I do not know what the time is. There is no ...
We'd gained our first objective hours before While dawn broke like a face with blinking eyes, Pallid, unshaved and thirsty, ...
Since Christmas they have lived with us, Guileless and clear, Oval soul-animals, Taking up half the space, Moving and rubbing ...
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