Thou Shalt Not Kill (Kenneth Rexroth Poems)
A Memorial for Dylan Thomas IThey are murdering all the young men.For half a century now, every day,They have hunted them ...
A Memorial for Dylan Thomas IThey are murdering all the young men.For half a century now, every day,They have hunted them ...
Poeta Skelton Laureatus libellum suum metrice alloquitur.Ad dominum properato meum mea pagina Percy, Qui ...
The men who camp with DangerAre mostly quiet men:And one may use a rifle,And one may use a pen,And one ...
The East is dead and the West is done, and again our course lies thusSouth-east by Fate and the Rising Sun ...
There's a big boat boomin' in the black, wet night,Roarin' like to raise this town ;There's a small one pipin', ...
When you've failed with ordered people, when you've sunk neck-deep againIn the sluggish wash and jetsam of the slackened tides ...
There's not much in the fo'c'sle of a shipBut old sea boots and chests that stand in rowsWhile up above ...
(VITA NOBILISSIMI DEFENSORIS SCOTIE WILELMI WALLACE MILITIS)Book IOur antecessowris that we suld of reideAnd hald in mynde, thar nobille worthi ...
As it fortuned me for to passeThrughe straunge countres my solace to take.Whan the feldes were resplendent and couered with ...
Part 10 PROLOGUE TO CHAUCER'S TALE OF SIR THOPAS Bihoold the murye ...
IShe was spoken off Saint Vincent, outward bound . . .Some lumber-laden barque from Puget Sound,Heaving her sodden deck-load through ...
In Dennis O'Halloran's bar-room, down by Newcastle pier,(Was ever ye down to Newcastle, lad?), I was sittin' drinkin' a beer,An' ...
But now they are moaning, on ilka green loaningThe Flowers of the Forest are a' wede away.Jane Elliot (1727-1805).O! day-time ...
I. 1. Youre two eyn will sle me sodenlyI may the beaute of them not sustene,So wendeth it thorowout my ...
If ever you've heard it ringing, wild from the mast and clear,If you've seen the watches running, their faces blanched ...
Scented soap and lily handsA long farewell to you!I'm away to foreign landsWith a hard-case crew.Luck to you, my gemmy ...
Sometimes you hear, fifth-hand, As epitaph: He chucked up everything And just cleared off, And always the voice will sound ...
"ONCE in so often," King Solomon said, Watching his quarrymen drill the stone, "We will curb our garlic and wine ...
Seven men from all the world, back to Docks again, Rolling down the Ratcliffe Road drunk and raising Cain: Give ...
I Jesús, Estrella, Esperanza, Mercy: Sails flashing to the wind like weapons, sharks following the moans the fever and the ...
We were schooner-rigged and rakish, with a long and lissome hull, And we flew the pretty colours of the crossbones ...
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