To She Who Is Too Light-hearted (Charles Baudelaire Poems)
Your head, your gesture, your air,are lovely, like a lovely landscape:laughter's alive, in your face,a fresh breeze in a clear ...
Your head, your gesture, your air,are lovely, like a lovely landscape:laughter's alive, in your face,a fresh breeze in a clear ...
Midsummer noon: and the timbered wallsstart in the heat;and the children sag listlessly over the desks,with bloodless faces oozing sweatsipped ...
Afore there was law to fleg us a',An' schedule richt frae wrang,The man o' the cave had got the craveFor ...
It is better as it is: I have failed but I can sleep;Though the pit I now am in is ...
At first I suspected something —She acted so calm and absent-minded.And one day I heard the back door shut,As I ...
To wed, or not to wed; that is the question; Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The bills ...
America I've given you all and now I'm nothing. America two dollars and twentyseven cents January 17, 1956. I can't ...
Our little secrets slink away -- Beside God's shall not tell -- He kept his word a Trillion years And ...
Contained in this short Life Are magical extents The soul returning soft at night To steal securer thence As Children ...
A single Screw of Flesh Is all that pins the Soul That stands for Deity, to Mine, Upon my side ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
AS Mailie, an' her lambs thegither, Was ae day nibbling on the tether, Upon her cloot she coost a hitch, ...
(To Marcel Schwob in friendship and in admiration) In a dim corner of my room for longer than my fancy ...
Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound, We stumbled on a stationary voice, And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from ...
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
Since I have come to years sedate I see with more and more acumen The bitter irony of Fate, The ...
But yesterday I banked on fistic fame, Figgerin' I'd be a champion of the Ring. Today I've half a mind ...
Vegetarian, non-resistant, free-thinker, in ethics a Christian; Orator apt at the rhine-stone rhythm of Ingersoll. Carnivorous, avenger, believer and pagan. ...
At first I suspected something -- She acted so calm and absent-minded. And one day I heard the back door ...
The acrid scents of autumn, Reminiscent of slinking beasts, make me fear Everything, tear-trembling stars of autumn And the snore ...
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