Time (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Genius of musings, who, the midnight hourWasting in woods or haunted forests wild,Dost watch Orion in his arctic tower,Thy dark ...
Genius of musings, who, the midnight hourWasting in woods or haunted forests wild,Dost watch Orion in his arctic tower,Thy dark ...
I believe there are fewBut have heard of a Jew,Named Shylock, of Venice, as arrant a 'screw'In money transactions as ...
BENEATH the shadow of a breezeless palmMahmoud Ben Suleim, in the evening calm,Sat, with his gravely meditative eyesTurned on the ...
Over there, above the jetty, stands the mansion of the Vardens,With a tennis ground and terrace, and a flagstaff in ...
I will not build on yonder mount;And, should you call me to account,Consulting with myself, I findIt was no levity ...
I stood at attention to see there was an angry thunderclap!A natural manifestation of the ugly clouds above!Proud man was ...
With sadness I survey our present generation!Their future seems so empty, dark, and cold,Weighed down beneath a load of knowing ...
Looking into my daughter's eyes I readBeneath the innocence of morning fleshConcealed, hintings of death she does not heed.Coldest of ...
I. OF all that men with zeal and ardour chace, Pour'd here and there on life's promiscuous ground,Some points are ...
THE SWEETNESSE OF RETIREMENT,OR The Happinesse of a Private Life.The Segregation.THE ARGUMENT. True Blisse! Thou know'st but Few, to Few ...
This wearisome and this distressing sleep That we call life, O how dost thou support, My Pepoli? With what hopes ...
Ye who read in musty volumesPages worn of Backwoods Times,Of the red man and the white man,In the thrilling days ...
Oh, for those days that had no doubt, When I, a simple village laddie,Sang with much glee the rhyme about ...
Besides this May We know There is Another -- How fair Our Speculations of the Foreigner! Some know Him whom ...
1 OUT from behind this bending, rough-cut Mask, (All straighter, liker Masks rejected-this preferr'd,) This common curtain of the face, ...
OF the terrible doubt of appearances, Of the uncertainty after all-that we may be deluded, That may-be reliance and hope ...
A BATTER'D, wreck'd old man, Thrown on this savage shore, far, far from home, Pent by the sea, and dark ...
1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
I like walking on streets as black and wet as this one now, at two in the solemnly musical morning, ...
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