Convict Once – Part Second. (James Brunton Stephens Poems)
I.1EVEN as water to him who thirsts wayfaring, dust-dry and burning,After sore heat and long stumbling in courses with never ...
I.1EVEN as water to him who thirsts wayfaring, dust-dry and burning,After sore heat and long stumbling in courses with never ...
There is a wall of which the stonesAre lies and bribes and dead men's bones.And wrongfully this evil wallDenies what ...
The Afghans are far superior to the Mughals at the sword,Were but the Afghans, in intellect, a little discreet,If the ...
He followed, point by point, the instructions on thehand-bill.Carefully, prudently, he folded the paper in quarters,then in tens, then again ...
June 4th! Do you know what that date means? June 4th! By this air and these pines!Well,--only you know how ...
Yes! even I was in Arcadia born, And, in mine infant ears,A vow of rapture was by Nature sworn;—Yes! ...
Spring is a flirt. Unexpectedly gleaming Over the shoulder of some far blue hill.We glimpse the blue eyes of her, ...
Wistfully shimmering, shamelessly wise and weak,He lives in pawn, pledging a battered name;He loves his failures as one might love ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
It is a cramped little state with no foreign policy, Save to be thought inoffensive. The grammar of the language ...
You hide your face in shame, But I can see your private parts, Have you no contrition, To expose yourself, ...
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