Ballad Of A Strange Thing (Phelps Putnam Poems)
HIS name was Chance, Jack Chance, he said,And that his family was dead.He was a lucid fool, his eyesWere cool ...
HIS name was Chance, Jack Chance, he said,And that his family was dead.He was a lucid fool, his eyesWere cool ...
"Wherefore, thy woe these many years,O hermit by the sea?What is the grief the winds awake,And the waters cry to ...
Direct your glass towards the frigates.The clock's hands are stayed this quarter-hour.You have one more skull to caressBefore the routing ...
Meticulous, past midnight in clear rime,Infrangible and lonely, smooth as though castTogether in one merciless white blade-The bay estuaries fleck ...
To drift with every peacock till my souvenirIs a stringed lyre on which all wiseacres can play,Is it for this ...
AT that lost hour disowned of day and night, The after-birth of midnight, when life's face Turns to the wall ...
We condemn, with hot curses, the Hun For his piracy, perjury, pride, For his nameless atrocities done, ...
Quem das finem, rex magne, dolorum?Where we went in the boat was a long bayA slingshot wide, walled in by ...
Where'er thy navy spreads her canvas wings, Homage to thee, and peace to all, she brings: The French ...
Borrow'd PlumesPrologueOf borrow'd plumes I take the sin, My extracts will applyTo some few silly songs ...
You dare to say with perjured lips, "We fight to make the ocean free"? You, whose black trail of butchered ...
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