Moonset (Donald Marquis Poems)
But see! . . . the body does not sink; It rides upon the tide (A starbeam on the dagger's ...
But see! . . . the body does not sink; It rides upon the tide (A starbeam on the dagger's ...
If you've ever stood a midwatch in the cavern of the night,With the sea wolves racing past you in a ...
BEHOLD it was this very night:Outwearied with the plaintive rain.I rose, 1 cast her from my sight -Who loves, must ...
By the old Pagoda Anchorage they lay full fifteen strong,And their spars were like a forest, and their names were ...
A devil serves our mastersAnd warps to their desireThe flexing of our sinews,Our hearts' corroding fire;Old as the mists of ...
We made Donegal in the teeth of gray weather, We made Donegal with the wind blowing free, And the ...
Still on the sand and shingle gleams the sun; Still an unclouded heaven arches o'er; And still the languid ...
So let a 'favourable speed' assistThe keel that bears her yacht across the sea,Let there no spindrift of the salt ...
(_To a Petrel_) All day long in the spindrift swinging, Bird of the sea! bird of the sea! How I ...
WIND and sun and the smell of the sea,And the spindrift flew like a soul set free, But ...
A bullet through his heart at dawn. On the table a letter signed with a woman's name. A wind that ...
"And there was no more sea." Thus said The Lord in the Vault above the Cherubim Calling to the Angels ...
As our mother the Frigate, bepainted and fine, Made play for her bully the Ship of the Line; So we, ...
Our brows are bound with spindrift and the weed is on our knees; Our loins are battered 'neath us by ...
HLF, August 8, 1918-August 22, 1997 "Bequeath us to no earthly shore until Is answered in the vortex of our ...
--And yet this great wink of eternity, Of rimless floods, unfettered leewardings, Samite sheeted and processioned where Her undinal vast ...
Southeast, and storm, and every weathervane shivers and moans upon its dripping pin, ragged on chimneys the cloud whips, the ...
In my craft or sullen art Exercised in the still night When only the moon rages And the lovers lie ...
I I, in my intricate image, stride on two levels, Forged in man's minerals, the brassy orator Laying my ghost ...
Across the millstream below the bridge Seven blue swallows divide the air In shapes invisible and evanescent, Kaleidoscopic beyond the ...
Be with me, Beauty, for the fire is dying; My dog and I are old, too old for roving. Man, ...
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