Prologue (Dylan Thomas Poems)
This day winding down nowAt God speeded summer's endIn the torrent salmon sun,In my seashaken houseOn a breakneck of rocksTangled ...
This day winding down nowAt God speeded summer's endIn the torrent salmon sun,In my seashaken houseOn a breakneck of rocksTangled ...
CLOTHED on with thunder and with steel And black against the dawn The whirling armies clash and reel. . . ...
On a starless night and stillUnderneath a sleeping hillComes the cry of sheep and kineFrom the slaughter house to mine.Fearful ...
THE great guns slay from a league away, the death- bolts fly unseen, And bellowing hill replies to hill, machine ...
Colonel Cold strode up the Line(tabs of rime and spurs of ice);stiffened all that met his glare:horses, men and lice.Visited ...
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
After a Print by George Cruikshank It was a gusty night, With the wind booming, and swooping, Looping round corners, ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
More than a hundred years ago, in a great battle fought near Delhi, an Indian Prince rode fifty miles after ...
It is good for strength not to be merciful To its own weakness, good for the deep urn to run ...
Search. Search. Seek. Seek. Cold. Cold. Clear. Clear. Sorrow. Sorrow. Pain. Pain. Hot flashes. Sudden chills. Stabbing pains. Slow agonies. ...
Another time. It was still night. Water slid Silently on the black ground, And I knew that my only task ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
The last pose flickered, failed. The screen's dead white Glared in a sudden flooding of harsh light Stabbing the eyes; ...
Maybe it's Emphysema, a shiny black jewel of phlegm humming like a clump of bees in my chest. Perhaps a ...
This day winding down now At God speeded summer's end In the torrent salmon sun, In my seashaken house On ...
O dear little cabin, I've loved you so long, And now I must bid you good-bye! I've filled you with ...
TWENTY men stand watching the muckers. Stabbing the sides of the ditch Where clay gleams yellow, Driving the blades of ...
Go, Soul, the body's guest, Upon a thankless errand; Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy ...
I. O Age that half believ'st thou half believ'st, Half doubt'st the substance of thine own half doubt, And, half ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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