Night Song By The Sea (Clinton Scollard Poems)
Wind and rain are at the pane, Shrilling, drumming without cease; And the breakers' loud refrain Gives the ...
Wind and rain are at the pane, Shrilling, drumming without cease; And the breakers' loud refrain Gives the ...
Gather ye, galloping cross-country riders, Saddle your horses and arm for the right;Show now the scoffers and fireside deriders ...
I fed out of my hand a flock of keys To clapping of wings and shrill cries in flight. Sleeves ...
Against the phantom gold of failing skiesI see the ghost of Fujiyama riseAnd think of the innumerable eyes That have ...
Beware! Beware!The shrilling bugles blare."Lest you waken unawareThe lion form his lair,Beware, beware, beware,When the British bugles blare.""O come! O ...
When Dawn strides out to wake a dewy farm Across green fields and yellow hills of hay The little twittering ...
Ere Mor the Peacock flutters, ere the Monkey People cry, Ere Chil the Kite swoops down a furlong sheer, Through ...
IT fell in the ancient periods Which the brooding soul surveys, Or ever the wild Time coin'd itself Into calendar ...
The south-wind strengthens to a gale, Across the moon the clouds fly fast, The house is smitten as with a ...
My restless blood now lies a-quiver, Knowing that always, exquisitely, This April twilight on the river Stirs anguish in the ...
Hidden, oh hidden in the high fog the house we live in, beneath the magnetic rock, rain-, rainbow-ridden, where blood-black ...
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale, Whom Arthur and his knighthood called ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when the man ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when the man ...
Leodogran, the King of Cameliard, Had one fair daughter, and none other child; And she was the fairest of all ...
Said President MacConnachie to Treasurer MacCall: "We ought to have a piper for our next Saint Andrew's Ball. Yon squakin' ...
1 Ye heavenly spirits, whose ashy cinders lie Under deep ruins, with huge walls opprest, But not your praise, the ...
MY Martial owns a garden, famed to please, Beyond the glades of the Hesperides; Along Janiculum lies the chosen block ...
God knows how our neighbor managed to breed His great sow: Whatever his shrewd secret, he kept it hid In ...
Once Hemingway sat across this bay and touched the endless sea The gulf-stretched sun guides everyone who dreams the dreams ...
Now at our casement the wind is shrilling, Poignant and keen And all the great boughs of the pines between ...
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