Two idylls from bion the smyrnean (Eugene Field Poem)
I Once a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came; Full of skill was he and heartless In ...
I Once a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came; Full of skill was he and heartless In ...
In spite of all the learn'd have said; I still my old opinion keep, The posture, that we give the ...
Out walking in the frozen swamp one gray day I paused and said, 'I will turn back from here. No, ...
I wonder about the trees. Why do we wish to bear Forever the noise of these More than another noise ...
The reign of King William the Second Were an uninteresting affair There's only two things that's remembered of him That's ...
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
To Folly With fools and children, good discretion bears; Then, honest people, bear with Love and me, Nor older yet, ...
This is not the way I am. Really, I am much taller in person, the hairline I conceal reaches back ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
Up Life's Hill with my my little Bundle If I prove it steep -- If a Discouragement withhold me -- ...
It was a half-life that seemed like a genuine world wielding hard symbolism over those who ruled it; we lived ...
I Before I grew this spacesuit I was trim. I saw it in a doctor's report: "The subject is an ...
There fared a mother driven forth Out of an inn to roam; In the place where she was homeless All ...
It is something to have wept as we have wept, It is something to have done as we have done, ...
A part, immutable, unseen, Being, before itself had been, Became. Like dew a triple queen Shone as the void uncovered: ...
A part, immutable, unseen, Being, before itself had been, Became. Like dew a triple queen Shone as the void uncovered: ...
What, younger, felt was possible, now knows is not - but still not chanted enough - Walked by the sea, ...
"OH, when I was a little Ghost, A merry time had we! Each seated on his favourite post, We chumped ...
A short direction To avoid dejection, By variations In occupations, And prolongation Of relaxation, And combinations Of recreations, And disputation ...
They are both old Boireann and her she wants to remain in the car hunched regarding the other through the ...
Indescribable--our love--and still we say with eyes averted, turning out the light, "I love you," in the ordinary way and ...
The three men coming down the winter hill In brown, with tall poles and a pack of hounds At heel, ...
Those moments, tasted once and never done, Of long surf breaking in the mid-day sun. A far-off blow-hole booming like ...
Of the old house, only a few, crumbled Courses of brick, smothered in nettle and dock, Or a shaped stone ...
Everything has its limit, including sorrow. A windowpane stalls a stare. Nor does a grill abandon a leaf. One may ...
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
The Day that Youth had died, There came to his grave-side, In decent mourning, from the country's ends, Those scatter'd ...
In a cool curving world he lies And ripples with dark ecstasies. The kind luxurious lapse and steal Shapes all ...
(Halted around the fire by night, after moon-set, they sing this beneath the trees.) What light of unremembered skies Hast ...
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