The Prophecy Of St. Oran: Part II (Mathilde Blind Poems)
I.THERE was a windless mere, on whose smooth breastA little island, flushed with purple bloom,Lay gently cradled like a moorhen's ...
I.THERE was a windless mere, on whose smooth breastA little island, flushed with purple bloom,Lay gently cradled like a moorhen's ...
How A Student In Search Of The Beautiful Fell Asleep In Dresden Over Herr Professor Doctor Vischer's Wissenschaft Des Schoenen, ...
This is a land of forests, and of meresStirless and deep, replenished with my tears.Here the pine harps, and many ...
Of all the names of ford and town,Hamlet and bridge and furzy down.That makes sweet music to the earBy troutful ...
SOFT-LITTERED is the new-year's lambing-fold, And in the hollowed haystack at its side The shepherd lies o' nights now, wakeful-eyed ...
On my desk, a set of labels or a synopsis of leeks, blanched by the sun and trailing their roots ...
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