The Feast Of Stephen (Anthony Hecht Poems)
I The coltish horseplay of the locker room, Moist with the steam of the tiled shower stalls, With shameless blends ...
I The coltish horseplay of the locker room, Moist with the steam of the tiled shower stalls, With shameless blends ...
TO THE MEMORY OF MY DEAR DECEASED FRIEND,MRS. SUCKLING,WIFE of ROBERT SUCKLING, Esq. of WOODTON HALL, Norfolk. ARE these sad ...
TH ' unfading wreath by Genius only won,Pleas'd I return to grace her favour'd son;For truth forbids her votaries to ...
Don't despair; though Fortune frown,Fickle Fortune soon may smile:Don't despair, -- although cast down,'Tis only for a little while.Brighter days ...
A little boy with crumbs of breadMany a hungry sparrow fed.It was a child of little sense,Who this kind bounty ...
A noble lesson this should teach, Dear children unto you.If other people's goods you reach,Of rectitude 'twill be a breach,Or ...
789On a Columnar Self-How ample to relyIn Tumult-or Extremity-How good the CertaintyThat Lever cannot pry-And Wedge cannot divideConviction-That Granitic Base-Though ...
Shall I move the flowers again? Shall I put them further to the left into the light? Win that fix ...
Oh, may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their ...
Your soul was lifted by the wings today Hearing the master of the violin: You praised him, praised the great ...
On a Columnar Self -- How ample to rely In Tumult -- or Extremity -- How good the Certainty That ...
They came in masted wooden ships across an unindentured sea and cast their lot in ocean swells to chance at ...
1 EARTH, round, rolling, compact-suns, moons, animals-all these are words to be said; Watery, vegetable, sauroid advances-beings, premonitions, lispings of ...
ALL you are doing and saying is to America dangled mirages, You have not learn'd of Nature-of the politics of ...
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
Time that is moved by little fidget wheels Is not my time, the flood that does not flow. Between the ...
I know how father's strap would feel, If ever I were caught, So mother's jam I did not steal, Though ...
SWEET CHILD OF REASON! maid serene; With folded arms, and pensive mien, Who wand'ring near yon thorny wild, So oft, ...
LOVE, I renounce thy tyrant sway, I mock thy fascinating art, MINE, be the calm unruffled day, That brings no ...
WHEN the Norn Mother saw the Whirlwind Hour Greatening and darkening as it hurried on, She left the Heaven of ...
I. My face resembles your face less and less each day. When I was young no one mistook whose child ...
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