Silence (John Lancaster Spalding Poems)
INAUDIBLE move day and night, And noiseless grows the flower;Silent are pulsing wings of light, And voiceless fleets the hour.The moon utters ...
INAUDIBLE move day and night, And noiseless grows the flower;Silent are pulsing wings of light, And voiceless fleets the hour.The moon utters ...
April dusk It is tragic to be a poet now And not a lover Paradised under the mutest bough. I look through my window ...
I would build a cloudy House For my thoughts to live in; When for earth too fancy-loose And too low ...
How he sleepeth! having drunken Weary childhood's mandragore, From his pretty eyes have sunken Pleasures, to make room for more--- ...
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