Defensive Measures (Edwin John Pratt Poems)
According to the witches' plan,All life whose blood did not run trueMust be excluded from the brew;Each earthly thing from ...
According to the witches' plan,All life whose blood did not run trueMust be excluded from the brew;Each earthly thing from ...
There is a memory stays upon old ships,A weightless cargo in the musty hold, --Of bright lagoons and prow-caressing lips,Of ...
You who have seen the foam upon bright wrecksOf stately ships that never come to port,Where sea-things crawl upon those ...
I have not known a quieter thing than ships,Nor any dreamers steeped in dream as these,For all that they have ...
"A PURPLE cloud hangs half-way down; Sky, yellow gold below; The naked trees, beyond the town, Like masts ...
When descends on the Atlantic The gigantic Storm-wind of the equinox, Landword in his wrath he scourges The toiling surges, ...
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with ...
This ballad appears to refer to one of the exploits of the notorious Paul Jones, the American pirate. It is ...
Lord, Thou hast given me a cell Wherein to dwell; An little house, whose humble roof Is weather-proof; Under the ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
Remembering the Strait of Belle Isle or some northerly harbor of Labrador, before he became a schoolteacher a great-uncle painted ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
AFTER the Sea-Ship-after the whistling winds; After the white-gray sails, taut to their spars and ropes, Below, a myriad, myriad ...
1 AS a strong bird on pinions free, Joyous, the amplest spaces heavenward cleaving, Such be the thought I'd think ...
1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and ...
1 FLOOD-TIDE below me! I watch you face to face; Clouds of the west! sun there half an hour high! ...
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
I. WINTER IN NORTHUMBERLAND OUTSIDE the garden The wet skies harden; The gates are barred on The summer side: "Shut ...
This level reach of blue is not my sea; Here are sweet waters, pretty in the sun, Whose quiet ripples ...
Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea, London has swept about you this score years And bright ships left ...
He wrought in poverty, the dull grey days, But with the night his little lamp-lit room Was bright with battle ...
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