The Great Black Heron (Denise Levertov Poem)
Since I stroll in the woods more often than on this frequented path, it's usually trees I observe; but among ...
Since I stroll in the woods more often than on this frequented path, it's usually trees I observe; but among ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
IN the deepest nights of Winter To the Muses kind oft cried I: "Not a ray of morn is gleaming, ...
A POOL was once congeal'd with frost; The frogs, in its deep waters lost, No longer dared to croak or ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
IN Eastern climes, by means considered new; The Mount's old-man, with terrors would pursue; His large domains howe'er were not ...
Why was that baleful Creature made, Which seeks our Quiet to invade, And screams ill Omens through the Shade? 'Twas, ...
APENECK SWEENEY spreads his knees Letting his arms hang down to laugh, The zebra stripes along his jaw Swelling to ...
Phoebus, arise! And paint the sable skies With azure, white, and red: Rouse Memnon's mother from her Tithon's bed That ...
Another to the River Anker Clear Anker, on whose silver-sanded shore My soul-shrin'd saint, my fair Idea, lies, O blessed ...
Clear Ancor, on whose silver-sanded shore My soul-shrin'd saint, my fair Idea lies, O blessed brook, whose milk-white swans adore ...
Thy beauty haunts me heart and soul, Oh, thou fair Moon, so close and bright; Thy beauty makes me like ...
Sister of love-lorn Poets, Philomel! How many Bards in city garret pent, While at their window they with downward eye ...
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure ...
When first we hear the shy-come nightingales, They seem to mutter o'er their songs in fear, And, climb we e'er ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I had eight birds hatched in one nest, Four cocks there were, and hens the rest. I nursed them up ...
Yes! in the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
EXPERIENCE, like a pale musician, holds A dulcimer of patience in his hand, Whence harmonies, we cannot understand, Of God; ...
WHEN some beloved voice that was to you Both sound and sweetness, faileth suddenly, And silence, against which you dare ...
The cypress stood up like a church That night we felt our love would hold, And saintly moonlight seemed to ...
Sleep, pretty lady, the night is enfolding you; Drift, and so lightly, on crystalline streams. Wrapped in its perfumes, the ...
WHEN from my cheek I lift my veil, The roses turn with envy pale, And from their pierced hearts, rich ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
Very old are the woods; And the buds that break Out of the brier's boughs, When March winds wake, So ...
Palacio, good friend, is spring there showing itself on branches of black poplars by the roads and river? On the ...
Of fret, of dark, of thorn, of chill, Complain no more; for these, O heart, Direct the random of the ...
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