A Desolate Shore (William Ernest Henley Poems)
A desolate shore,The sinister seduction of the Moon,The menace of the irreclaimable Sea.Flaunting, tawdry and grim,From cloud to cloud along ...
A desolate shore,The sinister seduction of the Moon,The menace of the irreclaimable Sea.Flaunting, tawdry and grim,From cloud to cloud along ...
Britannia needs no Boulevards,No spaces wide and gay:Her march was through the crooked streetsAlong the narrow way.Nor looks she where, ...
To every class we have a School assign'd,Rules for all ranks and food for every mind:Yet one there is, that ...
WITH our late Vicar, and his age the same,His clerk, hight Jachin, to his office came;The like slow speech was ...
"BEAUTY reclin'd beneath the shade; Blooming Health before her play'd; Her golden tresses kissed the wind. Meek Content, with placid ...
YES, our Election's past, and we've been free,Somewhat as madmen without keepers be;And such desire of Freedom has been shown,That ...
ll. 684-703) Long she pled, and urged him all the day to thatdark deed, to disobey their Lord's command. Close ...
"(IMPROMPTU.) How dare you say that still you love? In truth you'll move my rage, Or, likelier far, my scorn ...
On yardbird corners of embryonic hopes, drowned in a heroin tear. On yardbird corners of parkerflights to sound filled pockets ...
I touch you in the night, whose gift was you, My careless sprawler, And I touch you cold, unstirring, star-bemused, ...
[I feel considerable hesitation in venturing to offer this version of a poem which Carlyle describes to be 'a beautiful ...
The words of Deuteronomy uttered with passion overlaid on our times a warning for this age as surely as for ...
If we continue, following the world off the cliff, into the abyss oblivion, away from the covenant, the commandments, the ...
The seduction of the season Christmas time of year ads on the TV, calling us to spend less that is ...
Wondering for a moment the opposite of our current, our driven world, what it would be like to be satisfied, ...
Where is your treasure, what is your religion deep down, at your very core This question reverberating calling from within ...
Even a slight change maybe is enough moving us from our inertia our complacency, our drift turning us from the ...
Britannia needs no Boulevards, No spaces wide and gay: Her march was through the crooked streets Along the narrow way. ...
Sense with keenest edge unusèd, Yet unsteel'd by scathing fire; Lovely feet as yet unbruisèd On the ways of dark ...
1 MANHATTAN'S streets I saunter'd, pondering, On time, space, reality-on such as these, and abreast with them, prudence. 2 After ...
The construction of a woman: a woman is not made of flesh of bone and sinew belly and breasts, elbows ...
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