Human Applause (Friedrich Holderlin Poems)
Isn't my heart holy, more full of life's beauty, since I fell in love? Why did you like ...
Isn't my heart holy, more full of life's beauty, since I fell in love? Why did you like ...
I met Jack Ellis in town to-day -- Jack Ellis -- my old mate, Jack -- Ten years ago, from ...
If you fancy that your people came of better stock than mine, If you hint of higher breeding by a ...
To what serves mortal beauty '-dangerous; does set danc- ing blood-the O-seal-that-so ' feature, flung prouder form Than Purcell tune ...
Daphne's Answer to Sylvia, declaring she should esteem all as Enemies, who should talk to her of LOVE. THEN, to ...
My Portion is Defeat -- today -- A paler luck than Victory -- Less Paeans -- fewer Bells -- The ...
Sir, since the last Elizabethan died, Or, rather, that more Paradisal muse, Blind with much light, passed to the light ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
FROM those drear solitudes and frowsy cells, Where Infamy with sad Repentance dwells; Where turnkeys make the jealous portal fast, ...
Come gather round me, Parnellites, And praise our chosen man; Stand upright on your legs awhile, Stand upright while you ...
1 A CALIFORNIA song! A prophecy and indirection-a thought impalpable, to breathe, as air; A chorus of dryads, fading, departing-or ...
1 AFTER all, not to create only, or found only, But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded, ...
Now the declining sun 'gan downwards bend From higher heavens, and from his locks did send A milder flame, when ...
A ROBIN in the morning, In the morning early, Sang a song of warning, "There'll be rain, there'll be rain." ...
You've heard of Julot the apache, and Gigolette, his mome. . . . Montmartre was their hunting-ground, but Belville was ...
Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, Some in their wealth, some in their bodies' force, Some in ...
Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, Some in their wealth, some in their body's force, Some in ...
Farewell, ye tow'ring Cedars, in whose shade, Lull'd by the Nightingale, I sunk to rest, While spicy breezes hover'd o'er ...
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall, "Most Women have no Characters at all." Matter too soft a ...
Remember thee! yes, while there's life in this heart, It shall never forget thee, all lorn as thou art; More ...
While History's Muse the memorial was keeping Of all that the dark hand of Destiny weaves, Beside her the Genius ...
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