The House Of Dust: Part 01: 02: One, from his high bright window in a tower (Conrad Aiken Poem)
One, from his high bright window in a tower, Leans out, as evening falls, And sees the advancing curtain of ...
One, from his high bright window in a tower, Leans out, as evening falls, And sees the advancing curtain of ...
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
Can it be right to give what I can give ? To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears ...
Can it be right to give what I can give? To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears As ...
Yet, my pretty sportive friend, Little is't to such an end That I praise thy rareness! Other dogs may be ...
Thou fair hair'd angel of the evening, Now, while the sun rests on the mountains light, Thy bright torch of ...
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