Dream Song 85: Op. posth. no. 8 (John Berryman Poem)
Flak. An eventful thought came to me, who squirm in my hole. How will the matter end? Who's king these ...
Flak. An eventful thought came to me, who squirm in my hole. How will the matter end? Who's king these ...
Muttered Henry:â?"Lord of matter, thus: upon some more unquiet spirit knock, my madnesses have cease. All the quarter astonishes a ...
As he grew famousâ?"ah, but what is fame?â?" he lost his old obsession with his name, things seemed to matter ...
Henry is old, old; for Henry remembers Mr Deeds' tuba, & the Cameo, & the race in Ben Hur,â?"The Lost ...
Peter's not friendly. He gives me sideways looks. The architecture is far from reassuring. I feel uneasy. A pity,â?"the interview ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
Si credere dignum est.--Virgil, Georgics, III, 390 Oh, worthy of belief I hold it was, Virgil, your legend in those ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
Verse-making was least of my virtues: I viewed with despair Wealth that never yet was but might be--all that verse-making ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
(As Distinguished by an Italian Person of Quality) I Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare, ...
I. So far as our story approaches the end, Which do you pity the most of us three?- My friend, ...
All that I know Of a certain star, Is, it can throw (Like the angled spar) Now a dart of ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
O KEN ye what Meg o' the Mill has gotten, An' ken ye what Meg o' the Mill has gotten? ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
WHAT ails ye now, ye lousie bitch To thresh my back at sic a pitch? Losh, man! hae mercy wi' ...
Here is a coast; here is a harbor; here, after a meager diet of horizon, is some scenery: impractically shaped ...
Unfunny uncles who insist in trying on a lady's hat, --oh, even if the joke falls flat, we share your ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
He, in the room above, grown old and tired, She, in the room below-his floor her ceiling- Pursue their separate ...
You see that porcelain ranged there in the window- Platters and soup-plates done with pale pink rosebuds, And tiny violets, ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
You read-what is it, then that you are reading? What music moves so silently in your mind? Your bright hand ...
The lamplit page is turned, the dream forgotten; The music changes tone, you wake, remember Deep worlds you lived before,-deep ...
Of what she said to me that night-no matter. The strange thing came next day. My brain was full of ...
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