The Roll Of The Kettledrum; Or, The Lay Of The Last Charger (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler ...
You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler ...
What deep wounds ever clos'd without a scar?The heart's bleed longest, and but heal to wearThat which disfigures it. ...
Dull, yellow, heavy, lustreless-- With less of radiance than the burnished tress, Crumpled on Beauty's forehead: cloddish, cold, ...
The Troubadour o'er many a plainHath roamed unwearied, but in vain.O'er many a rugged mountain-scene And forest wild his track ...
Hail! thou eternal flood, whose restless waves Roll onward in their course, as wild and free, As if the shores ...
1 - The Savage.YE spirits, hovering near the skies,Or walking awful in the night;O make our old men good and ...
Where pilgrims seek the Prophet's tomb Across the Arabian waste,Upon the ever-shifting sands, A fearful path is traced.Far up to ...
My heart, that is Arabia, O see! That talismanic sweep of sunset coast, Which lies like ...
Mary Mecca, Mary Mecca, I'm fain to see thee here, A Devon lass to fill my glass ...
(_Mandalay_)The palms along the old fort wall are paling, The mountains in the evening light are red,The moon has dropped ...
Har qaum raast raahay, deen-e wa qibla gaahay,Mun qibla raast kardam, bar samt kajkulaahay.Sansaar har ko poojay, kul ko jagat ...
All things must fade. There is for cities tall The same tomorrow as for daffodils: Time's wind, that casts the ...
These castles heaped in shattered piles once gracedAnd guarded you, Crimea, thankless land!Today like giant skulls set high they standAnd ...
Boys dream of native girls who bring breadfruit, Whatever they are, As bribes to teach them how to execute Sixteen ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
AGAINST THE GRAIN "Oxford be silent, I this truth must write Leeds hath for rarities undone thee quite." - William ...
1 PROUD music of the storm! Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies! Strong hum of forest tree-tops! ...
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