The Progress Of Learning (John Denham Poems)
PREFACE.My early mistress, now my ancient Muse,That strong Circaean liquor cease t'infuse,Wherewith thou didst intoxicate my youth,Now stoop with disenchanted ...
PREFACE.My early mistress, now my ancient Muse,That strong Circaean liquor cease t'infuse,Wherewith thou didst intoxicate my youth,Now stoop with disenchanted ...
Let us gohumming a tune,putting on our sneakers.The gentle lady of Itabashi1-- the edge of her kimono-- clouds, golden-- green ...
Old Chaucer, like the morning star,To us discovers day from far;His light those mists and clouds dissolved,Which our dark nation ...
Say, dearest Villiers, poor departed friend,(Since fleeting life thus suddenly must end)Say, what did all thy busy hopes avail,That anxious ...
Like Bunyan's pilgrim with his pack, Forth went the dreaming youth To seek, to find, and make his own Wisdom, virtue, and truth. Life ...
Good wholesome labour was his exercise,Down with the lamb, and with the lark would rise:In mire and toiling sweat he ...
All things feel- Pythagoras So you alone are blessed with thought, free-thinking man,In a world where life bursts forth from everything?You ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
SHEPHERD Not the blue-fountained Florida hotel, Bell-capped, bellevued, straight-jacketed and decked With chromium palms and a fromage of moon, Not ...
Who wisely reades thy lines may well be bolde,Pythagoras his Paradoxe to holde,That dead mens soules (for which men fondly ...
Spring, summer, autumn, winter,Come duly, as of old;Winds blow, suns set, and morning saith,"Ye hills, put on your gold."The song ...
The Cross, the Cross Goes deeper in than we know, Deeper into life; Right into the marrow And through the ...
Dear child! how radiant on thy mother's knee, With merry-making eyes and jocund smiles, Thou gazest at the painted tiles, ...
Where once we danced, where once we sang, Gentlemen, The floors are sunken, cobwebs hang, And cracks creep; worms have ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
Pythagoras planned it. Why did the people stare? His numbers, though they moved or seemed to move In marble or ...
I There all the golden codgers lay, There the silver dew, And the great water sighed for love, And the ...
Behold that great Plotinus swim, Buffeted by such seas; Bland Rhadamanthus beckons him, But the Golden Race looks dim, Salt ...
I I walk through the long schoolroom questioning; A kind old nun in a white hood replies; The children learn ...
Deep into spring, winter is hanging on. Bitter and skillful in his hopelessness, he stays alive in every shady place, ...
OLD FITZ, who from your suburb grange, Where once I tarried for a while, Glance at the wheeling orb of ...
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