Tortoise Shell (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
The Cross, the Cross Goes deeper in than we know, Deeper into life; Right into the marrow And through the ...
The Cross, the Cross Goes deeper in than we know, Deeper into life; Right into the marrow And through the ...
Eyes aloft, over dangerous places, The children follow the butterflies, And, in the sweat of their upturned faces, Slash with ...
No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine; Nor suffer thy pale forehead to ...
O Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear, And pardon that thy secrets should be ...
AMOR, not the child, the youthful lover of Psyche, Look'd round Olympus one day, boldly, to triumph inured; There he ...
A PLAN the Muses entertain'd Methodically to impart To Psyche the poetic art; Prosaic-pure her soul remain'd. No wondrous sounds ...
EVEN this heavenly pair were unequally match'd when united: Psyche grew older and wise, Amor remain'd still a child, 1789.* ...
Tears of frustration welling up, from deep down down within the soul, a tremor a quake in the psyche; innate ...
Cupid Conjured Thou purblind boy, since thou hast been so slack To wound her heart, whose eyes have wounded me, ...
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, ...
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
Marking time in pencil strokes across a virgin page and waiting for coincidence of heart-beat and second-hand, keying to the ...
What's in a song John (or is it 'Knuckles'), what's in a song about an unemployed, suicidal bum, caught in ...
Michelle, the thought of you confused or under siege bereaves us; you, the cheerful heart who waged a silent war ...
Indeed. These jagged crevasses of the psyche are treacherous, gray. Extending two hundred plus days in every direction; an ominous ...
The whole idea of it makes me feel like I'm coming down with something, something worse than any stomach ache ...
When Time, or soon or late, shall bring The dreamless sleep that lulls the dead, Oblivion! may thy languid wing ...
Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicæan barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, ...
O'RE the smooth enameld green Where no print of step hath been, Follow me as I sing, And touch the ...
Aye, but she? Your other sister and my other soul Grave Silence, lovelier Than the three loveliest maidens, what of ...
The longer I stare the lovelier you look in my eyes (so made such mirrors and spies) and I'm not ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
Who now will praise the Wizard in the street With loyal songs, with humors grave and ...
UNDER THE BLESSING OF YOUR PSYCHE WINGS Though I have found you llke a snow-drop pale, On sunny days have ...
To range, deep-wrapt, along a heavenly height, O'erseeing all that man but undersees; To loiter down lone alleys of delight, ...
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