Biography (John Masefield Poems)
When I am buried, all my thoughts and acts Will be reduced to lists of dates and facts, And long before this ...
When I am buried, all my thoughts and acts Will be reduced to lists of dates and facts, And long before this ...
Farm boys wild to coupleWith anything with soft-wooded treesWith mounds of earth moundsOf pinestraw will keep themselves offAnimals by legends of their own:In ...
O ye in power, thus placed to ministerTo every pressing local, social claim,Of those who gave you this authority,Trusting you ...
Breakfast at the Century Club, New York, May, 1879.SUCH kindness! the scowl of a cynic would soften,His pulse beat its ...
All the museums are afraid of me,Because each time I spend a whole dayIn front of a paintingThe next day ...
A silver Luciferservescocaine in cornucopiaTo some somnambulistsof adolescent thighsdrapedin satirical draperiesPeris in liveryprepareLethefor posthumous parvenuesDelirious Avenueslitwith the chandelier soulsof infusoriafrom ...
In bookstores there are no books,in books no words,in words no essence:there are only husks.In museums and waiting roomsare painted ...
There once was a time when I revelled in rhyme, with Valentines deluged my cousins, Translated Tibullus and ...
I wish that the May Term were over, That its wearisome pleasures were o'er, And I were reclining in ...
My valiant helper, a small-sized tigerSleeps sweetly on my desk, by the computer,Unaware that you insult his tribe.Cats play with ...
Oh, who would choose to be a traveler?—That anxious railway-guide unravelerWho spends his nights in berths and bunks,His days in ...
That which Grecian art created,Let the Frank, with joy elated, Bear to Seine's triumphant strand,And in his museums gloriousShow the ...
In this blue light I can take you there, snow having made me a world of bone seen through to. ...
They say you can jinx a poem if you talk about it before it is done. If you let it ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
From Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning, please come flying. In a cloud of fiery pale chemicals, ...
we have everything and we have nothing and some men do it in churches and some men do it by ...
That which Grecian art created, Let the Frank, with joy elated, Bear to Seine's triumphant strand, And in his museums ...
The people I love the best jump into work head first without dallying in the shallows and swim off with ...
The Triumph of Wit Over Suffering Head alone shows you in the prodigious act Of digesting what centuries alone digest: ...
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