The Swing: A Villanelle (David Gow Poems)
THROUGH the air with a sound of wings,And a sea-wave's glistening rise and fall,In the apple-tree Marian swings.Like a skylark ...
THROUGH the air with a sound of wings,And a sea-wave's glistening rise and fall,In the apple-tree Marian swings.Like a skylark ...
Drop follows drop and swells,With rain, the sweeping river;Word follows word, and tellsA truth that lasts forever.Flake follows flake, like ...
A SONG. HARK, the raven flaps his wings,The owlet leaves her oaken bower,Now we dance in airy ring,On mossy banks ...
Angels inhabit love songs. But they're sprites not seraphim. The angel that up-endedJacob had sturdy calves, moist hairy armpits, stout ...
'Twas in the prime of summer-time An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school: ...
I The thick lids of Night closed upon me Alone at the Bill Of the Isle by the Race {1} ...
Once, and but once found in thy company, All thy supposed escapes are laid on me; And as a thief ...
"DON'T they consult the 'Victims,' though?" I said. "They should, by rights, Give them a chance - because, you know, ...
"HUSBAND, husband, cease your strife, Nor longer idly rave, Sir; Tho' I am your wedded wife Yet I am not ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
Let dainty wits cry on the sisters nine, That, bravely mask'd, their fancies may be told; Or, Pindar's apes, flaunt ...
In nature apt to like when I did see Beauties, which were of many carats fine, My boiling sprites did ...
1 Ye heavenly spirits, whose ashy cinders lie Under deep ruins, with huge walls opprest, But not your praise, the ...
LEt not one sparke of filthy lustfull fyre breake out, that may her sacred peace molest: ne one light glance ...
Before those cruel twins whom at one birth Incestuous Change bore to her father Time, Error and Truth, had hunted ...
Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd,-- The wild waves whist-- Foot ...
COME unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd,-- The wild waves whist,-- Foot ...
Nolueram, Belinda, tuos violare capillos; Sedjuvat, hoc precibus me tribuisse tuis. (Martial, Epigrams 12.84) What dire offence from am'rous causes ...
Close by those meads, for ever crown'd with flow'rs, Where Thames with pride surveys his rising tow'rs, There stands a ...
She said: the pitying audience melt in tears, But Fate and Jove had stopp'd the Baron's ears. In vain Thalestris ...
'Twas on the 20th of November, and in the year of 1897, That the cheers of the Gordon Highlanders ascended ...
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