Fungi From Yuggoth (Howard Phillips Lovecraft Poems)
I. The BookThe place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things ...
I. The BookThe place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things ...
SCENE..CATHARINE.Art thou prepared to risk ...
Midst greens and shades the Catterskill leaps,From cliffs where the wood-flower clings;All summer he moistens his verdant steepsWith the sweet ...
To Auguste BrunetThe city has closed its many colored eyesAnd shushed its clowns, gongs and tam-tams;On the calm water the ...
Paint your scenes in rainbow dyes,Gild with glories of the skies;Crown the fabric Fancy rearsWith diamonds from the starry spheres;With ...
I walk home at August moonrisepast a bright window.Inside the rooman old woman sees the full moonand turns off the ...
Cuckoo, are you calling me,Or is it a voice of wizardry?In these woodlands I am lost,From glade to glade of ...
For Elizabeth Bishop Nautilus Island's hermit heiress still lives through winter in her Spartan cottage; her sheep still graze above ...
What boots it, thy virtue, What profit thy parts, While one thing thou lackest, The art of all arts! The ...
Some say that Guy of Warwick The man that killed the Cow, And brake the mighty Boar alive Beyond the ...
Out of the mid-wood's twilight Into the meadow's dawn, Ivory limbed and brown-eyed, Flashes my Faun! He skips through the ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
The directions to the lunatic asylum were confusing, more likely they were the random associations and confused ramblings of a ...
The directions to the lunatic asylum were confusing, more likely they were the random associations and confused ramblings of a ...
The bows glided down, and the coast Blackened with birds took a last look At his thrashing hair and whale-blue ...
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