Dream Song 126: A Thurn (John Berryman Poem)
A Thurn Among them marble where the man may lie lie chieftains grand in final phase, or pause, 'O rare ...
A Thurn Among them marble where the man may lie lie chieftains grand in final phase, or pause, 'O rare ...
28 July Calmly, while sat up friendlies & made noise delight fuller than he can ready sing or studiously say, ...
Some good people, daring & subtle voices and their tense faces, as I think of it I see sank underground. ...
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
NO cold approach, no altered mien, Just what would make suspicion start; No pause the dire extremes between, He made ...
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, Two lovers blow together like music blowing: And the crowd dissolves ...
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
from Senlin: A Biography It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning When the light drips through the shutters ...
Swallow, swallow, neighbor swallow, Starting on your autumn flight, Pause a moment at my window, Twitter softly your good-night; For ...
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
When I was young, I used to Watch behind the curtains As men walked up and down the street. Wino ...
STILL anxious to secure your partial favour, And not less anxious, sure, this night, than ever, A Prologue, Epilogue, or ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
May-, 1786.I LANG hae thought, my youthfu' friend, A something to have sent you, Tho' it should serve nae ither ...
WHEN some beloved voice that was to you Both sound and sweetness, faileth suddenly, And silence, against which you dare ...
I. Dead ! One of them shot by the sea in the east, And one of them shot in the ...
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young ...
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