A Redeemer (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
The road had steepened and the sun sharpened on the highridges; the stream probably was dry,Certainly not to be come ...
The road had steepened and the sun sharpened on the highridges; the stream probably was dry,Certainly not to be come ...
Some called it the Summer of Love, & although the clustered,Motionless leaves that overhung the streets looked the sameAs ever, ...
I was going from Hamburg to London in a small steamer. We were twopassengers; I and a little female monkey, ...
What will the years tell?Hush! If it would but speak--That shadow athwart the stream,In the gloom of a dream;Could my ...
When you consider the radiance, that it does not withholditself but pours its abundance without selection into everynook and cranny ...
I plucked a rose from out a bower fair,That overhung my garden seat;And wondered I if, e'er before, bloomed thereA ...
Beside that giant stream that foams and swellsBetwixt Hy-Conaill and Moyarta's shore,And guards the isle where good Senanus dwells,A gentle ...
In such a Night, when every louder WindIs to its distant Cavern safe confin'd;And only gentle Zephyr fans his Wings, ...
With her a boy of fifteen summers came.Into the presence of the lad did passAn influence from a climate as ...
I LOVE to lie In the dreamy heat of an autumn day, Where the painted insects idly play, Floating about ...
WHEN I forth fare beyond this narrow earth, With all its metes and bounds of now and here, And brooding ...
O sweet illusions of song That tempt me everywhere, In the lonely fields, and the throng Of the crowded thoroughfare! ...
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
Within a thick and spreading hawthorn bush That overhung a molehill large and round, I heard from morn to morn ...
The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses--showers and ...
When you consider the radiance, that it does not withhold itself but pours its abundance without selection into every nook ...
I dreamed that, as I wandered by the way, Bare Winter suddenly was changed to Spring, And gentle odours led ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
WITH the glamour of the Gay How you made our hearts to flame; Gave each life some airy aim: Ever ...
A vanished house that for an hour I knew By some forgotten chance when I was young Had once a ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
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