Melancholy (Paul Verlaine Poems)
I am the Empire in the last of its decline,That sees the tall, fair-haired Barbarians pass,—the whileComposing indolent acrostics, in ...
I am the Empire in the last of its decline,That sees the tall, fair-haired Barbarians pass,—the whileComposing indolent acrostics, in ...
O garland not the worthless weedsWhich shade the sweet flowers in the meads, Neglecting the most bright and fairLike undiscerning zealots ...
Among the numerous fools, by Fate design'd Oft to disturb, and oft divert, mankind, The reading coxcomb is of special ...
Say, lovely youth, that dost my heart command,Can Phaon's eyes forget his Sappho's hand?Must then her name the wretched writer ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter,And from the orchard a voice echoes and echoes ...
It was thus in the beginning: With a sporting chance of winning, Jones contested an election years ago.He was young, ...
Hunters are fretting, and hacks in a lather, Sportsmen arriving from left and from right; Bridle-roads bringing them, see how ...
GIVE me a single day, I ask no more From dawn to dusk, ah, that is time enoughTo reach the ...
There's a good time coming in the golden by-and-by: And I wish, oh, how I wish that it would come!There's ...
On the Banks of the Severn a desperate Maid (Whom some Shepherd, neglecting his Vows, had betray'd,) Stood resolving to ...
THERE were two youths of equal age, Wit, station, strength, and parentage; They studied at the self-same schools, And shaped ...
Alienation is our separation from God and Man Loving ourselves more than God Ignoring God's call for our lives Envy, ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
On the Banks of the Severn a desperate Maid (Whom some Shepherd, neglecting his Vows, had betray'd,) Stood resolving to ...
Nothing to say to all those marriages! She had made three herself to three of his. The score was even ...
My Wars are laid away in Books -- I have one Battle more -- A Foe whom I have never ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
WHILE winds frae aff Ben-Lomond blaw, An' bar the doors wi' driving snaw, An' hing us owre the ingle, I ...
I sit on the tracks, a hundred feet from earth, fifty from the water. Gerald is inching toward me as ...
I sit on the tracks, a hundred feet from earth, fifty from the water. Gerald is inching toward me as ...
I have banked the fires of my body into a small but steady blaze here in the kitchen where the ...
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