Boo to Buddha (Aleister Crowley Poem)
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
The ladye she stood at her lattice high, Wi' her doggie at her feet; Thorough the lattice she can spy ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
I turn around on the gravel and go back to the house for a book, something to read at the ...
Up the ash tree climbs the ivy, Up the ivy climbs the sun, With a twenty-thousand pattering, Has a valley ...
In a wilderness, in some orchestral swing through trees, with a wind playing all the high notes, and the prospect ...
The room is quiet, thoughts alone People its mute tranquillity; The yoke put on, the long task done, I am, ...
Come hither, child--who gifted thee With power to touch that string so well? How darest thou rouse up thoughts in ...
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
Black trees against an orange sky, Trees that the wind shook terribly, Like a harsh spume along the road, Quavering ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
As a friend to the children Commend me the Yak. You will find it exactly the thing: It will carry ...
The Chief Defect of Henry King Was chewing little bits of String. At last he swallowed some which tied Itself ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
We sat down and wept by the waters Of Babel, and thought of the day When our foe, in the ...
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
My soul is dark - Oh! quickly string The harp I yet can brook to hear; And let thy gentle ...
A tiger comes to mind. The twilight here Exalts the vast and busy Library And seems to set the bookshelves ...
An imaginary composer.] I. Hist, but a word, fair and soft! Forth and be judged, Master Hugues! Answer the question ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
All June I bound the rose in sheaves. Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves And strew them where ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
The rain set early in tonight, The sullen wind was soon awake, It tore the elm-tops down for spite, And ...
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