Talk to me of love (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Talk to me of love with wonder in your eyes, of limber magic flying through the veiling air and soft-edged ...
Talk to me of love with wonder in your eyes, of limber magic flying through the veiling air and soft-edged ...
In the flowing sap In her growing fever Parting her veils Cracking out of her shells Sliding out of her ...
As ships, becalmed at eve, that lay With canvas drooping, side by side, Two towers of sail at dawn of ...
O THOU undaunted daughter of desires! By all thy dower of lights and fires; By all the eagle in thee, ...
O heart, the equal poise of love's both parts, Big alike with wounds and darts, Live in these conquering leaves; ...
All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its Immortality! I ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
"WHAT'S this?" I pondered. "Have I slept? Or can I have been drinking?" But soon a gentler feeling crept Upon ...
I There was an ancient City, stricken down With a strange frenzy, and for many a day They paced from ...
Sent to a friend who had complained that I was glad enough to see him when he came, but didn't ...
Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh ...
Christmass is come and every hearth Makes room to give him welcome now Een want will dry its tears in ...
Golden haired and golden hearted I would ever have you be, As you were when last we parted Smiling slow ...
'Tis strange to think, there was a time When mirth was not an empty name, When laughter really cheered the ...
It's not that the Muse feels like clamming up, it's more like high time for the lad's last nap. And ...
It's not that the Muse feels like clamming up, it's more like high time for the lad's last nap. And ...
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
SIT stilla worda breath may break (As light airs stir a sleeping lake,) The glassy calm that soothes my woes, ...
There's little joy in life for me, And little terror in the grave; I've lived the parting hour to see ...
Me thinks this heart should rest awhile So stilly round the evening falls The veiled sun sheds no parting smile ...
Before thy shrine I kneel, an unknown worshipper, Chanting strange hymns to thee and sorrowful litanies, Incense of dirges, prayers ...
All things within this fading world hath end, Adversity doth still our joys attend; No ties so strong, no friends ...
The cur foretells the knell of parting day; The loafing herd winds slowly o'er the lea; The wise man homewards ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
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