The Watchman (Ada Cambridge Poems)
Through jewelled windows in the walls The tender daylight smiles; Majestic music swells and falls Adown ...
Through jewelled windows in the walls The tender daylight smiles; Majestic music swells and falls Adown ...
They climbed the trees . . . As was told before,The Glugs climbed trees in the days of yore, When ...
(Rosamund.)The fairies have been busy while you slept;They have been laughing where the sad rain wept,They have taught Beauty to ...
You, if it fall to you to take From us the lamp that Athens gave, Fill it with mercy for ...
The wind that through the forest blows May scatter leaves and blossoms wide. The parent tree but ...
IWe cannot choose our sorrows. One there wasWho, reverent of soul, and strong with trust,Cried, 'God, though Thou shouldst bow ...
Through the deserted dim brown city of my eyesThe white-necked camels pass, their tired drivers,Day after day, as though to ...
ILeave the uproar: at a leapThou shalt strike a woodland path,Enter silence, not of sleep,Under shadows, not of wrath;Breath which ...
Amobas at the startWere not complex;They tore themselves apartAnd started Sex.And Sex has ruled the earthFrom then till this,Producing woe ...
heeley (sheffield) autumn 1988 dodging the broken bottles dog-shit the pavement spew i wheel my young son matthew through the ...
An old political sign like a seedling pushing up out of newly-tilled earth, rose anew, crabgrass really up out of ...
Be the water, the rain, the ice beating on the unmovable rock the drip, drip, furrowing, changing the stone. Be ...
Hidden in the small kernel, the collection of a few cells, the whole of a tree, a mighty shrub, a ...
Her teacher's certainty it must be Mabel Made Maple first take notice of her name. She asked her father and ...
You come to fetch me from my work to-night When supper's on the table, and we'll see If I can ...
'Who affirms that crystals are alive?' I affirm it, let who will deny: Crystals are engendered, wax and thrive, Wane ...
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into ...
(In memoriam C. T. W. Sometime trooper of the Royal Horse Guards obiit H.M. prison, Reading, Berkshire July 7, 1896) ...
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
Down, down beneath the daisy beds, O hear the cries of pain! And moaning on the cinder-path They're blind amid ...
A Story of Christmas Eve. Strange that the termagant winds should scold The Christmas Eve so bitterly! But Wife, and ...
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