XC. (Khoshal Khan Khattak Poems)
That one's blood should be upon one's own head, is, truly, some cause of concern;Still, to think that I still ...
That one's blood should be upon one's own head, is, truly, some cause of concern;Still, to think that I still ...
He is clean gold, he is Heaven about the sun, he is a silver vesselhaving wine in it; he is ...
Winds carve this landAnd velvet whorls of sandAnnul footprint and graveOf lover, fool and knave.Briefly the vetches bloomIn the blind ...
The HumiliationThe Summary of the Poem.Theophila, or Divine Love, ascends to her Belov'd by three Degrees. By Humilitie, by Zeal, ...
We mix from many lands, We march for very far; In hearts and lips ...
Here, down between the dusty trees, At this lank edge of haggard wood,Women with labour-loosened knees, With gaunt ...
THE proper way to eat a fig, in society,Is to split it in four, holding it by the stump,And open ...
The dim, mysterious, ruddy lightThat ushers in an autumn night,Hung o'er the reeking fields that layBefore me, on my lonely ...
Over the top! The wire's thin here, unbarbedPlain rusty coils, not staked, and low enough:Full of old tins, though - ...
I LOVE you, rotten,Delicious rottenness.I love to suck you out from your skinsSo brown and soft and coming suave,So morbid, ...
(From the French of Charles Baudelaire)Remember now, my Love, what piteous thingWe saw on a summer's gracious day:By the roadside ...
Er-Heb beyond the Hills of Ao-Safai Bears witness to the truth, and Ao-Safai Hath told the men of Gorukh. Thence ...
Here is nothing new nor aught unproven," say the Trumpets, "Many feet have worn it and the road is old ...
I When I considered it too closely, when I wore it like an element and smelt it like water, Life ...
Now is the time for the burning of the leaves, They go to the fire; the nostrils prick with smoke ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
Here, down between the dusty trees, At this lank edge of haggard wood, Women with labour-loosened knees, With gaunt backs ...
We mix from many lands, We march for very far; In hearts and lips and hands Our staffs and weapons ...
BY many a dream of God and man my thoughts in shining flocks were led: But as I went through ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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